The Biker's Rules
Damion looks at Axel, and they salute each other.
“Luke, you’re the secret weapon.” Luke shakes his head eagerly, giving his brother a fist bump. I get up and run to the next cover, green balls splatter all around my feet. It sounds like a machine gun, and then Damion falls next to me.
“It’s Enrique, the bastard,” he grumbles with a smile. We look at the next safe spot, and he motions at Axel to be ready. I start running again, balls flying past my head. A pain shoots through my arm.