Crisis Event: Black Feast (16 page)

A few seconds later another pair of headlights appeared, coming slowly up the block the way Sadie had just come.

Sadie turned and ran again, making it to the alley and continuing across and into another yard.

That was as far as she got. Out of the darkness, something heavy and hard slammed into her from the side, driving her to the dusty ground.

“Ow!” she shrieked and kicked out, making contact with her tackler. The man, who’d wound up on top of her didn’t even register the blow. He flipped her onto her belly, jerked her hands behind her, and slipped a plastic zip tie over her wrists and cinched it tight.

When the black bag went over her head and she was wrenched to her feet, she screamed and cursed and used words she’d rarely ever used in her life.

“Walk,” a man said to her, and shoved her from behind.

“The package is secure, General,” Blakely said as Titman’s Humvee rolled to a halt next to the Humvees that had assaulted the bikers.

“Excellent!” Titman barked into the Blakely’s ear. “Let the party begin!”