I TAKE MY POSITION as soldier on the left of Zero. Revving my engine.
My blood brother sashays his bike next to me as the others get into riding position.
It is my first BIG ride as a free bird, well as free as I could be.
“Does he know?” Killer asks me as he slips his helmet on.
I watch Beggar moving down the house closer to us, knowing she will be riding with Killer today and give her a chin lift.
“No. And you are not going to tell him,” I say to him, the warning evident in my cold voice.
It took me a few weeks to get used to the name Killer, but even I can say it's grown on me.
If he can accept me as Frost the least I could do is return the favor.
“Five years is a long time to live a lie.”
I laugh at that one, as he starts his bike just as Beggar swings her long legs over and h
