Page 15 of A Raging Merry Christmas

I glanced at my mobile. “Yeah. Linton in North Dakota has another toy. Let me see how far that is.” I searched on my phone. “Five-hour drive and the shop shuts at nine.”

“I’ll get it. Sin will kill me if we don’t have all these gifts,” Jett announced and jumped out of the car and headed to his bike.

“Hey, a message just popped up. Those troll things we needed three of, a delivery is due, at Matteson’s Toys. Someone leaked the information,” Blaze stated, showing me his phone.

“Go! Now!” I demanded. We needed three of those fuckers, and they were the hardest thing to find.

Blaze shot out of the parking lot, nearly knocking Drake and Ace down. I waved an apology as he sped off. As we neared the toy store on the other side of Rapid City, traffic seemed to slow down. I groaned as I saw the queue leading into Matteson’s car park.

Without another word, I jumped out of Blaze’s truck and jogged towards the shop. I could see a huge crowd of men and women in front of me and staff manning the door, keeping them back.

“We’re only allowing a few in at a time!” a guy I assumed was the manager kept yelling. Beside him, five staff sought to control the agitated mob.

The people were far more aggressive than the previous ones we’d met. Desperation soaked the air. I could understand that; I was desperate for these toys, too. I wasn’t facing the old ladies without them. People were pushing and shoving, and there were a lot of cuss words being thrown.

“If you don’t calm down, you won’t be coming in!” the manager shrieked as someone yanked his head and tried to shove past.

I reached out and grabbed the woman and, lifted her up and carried her to the back of the crowd. “Now you fuckin’ wait! There’s no need for assault!” I informed her. She aimed a kick atme, and I put a hand in her face. “I don’t hit women, so do not make me start!” I threatened.

That worked. Of course, she had no clue I didn’t mean it.

A female member of staff was knocked to the ground by a man, and another male dragged her away. I tackled the asshole who was running for the door and took him down. I leapt to my feet, dragging him up with me, and slammed him into the door frame several times before shoving him back out. The baying crowd went quiet.

“Who’s fuckin’ next?” I growled out.

The manager squeaked. “What did you need inside?” he asked quietly as everyone settled a little.

“Three of those troll doll things,” I replied.

“Dude, you provide security for a bit, and I’ll personally go and put them away,” he offered.

I grinned as I saw Blaze approaching

“Hey. Show him our list. Buddy, if you can provide any of our missing items, we’ll both provide security and get some brothers to help,” I said.

The manager frantically snatched Blaze’s list and ran his eyes down it. “I have all but those two. And they are coming in tomorrow. You get me security today and tomorrow, and they’re all yours,” he explained.

“Done. Blaze, call Cody, Christian, and Grey. As soon as someone else arrives, Blaze will pay for the items,” I agreed.

“Deal!” The manager disappeared and returned a few seconds later. “For every person we let out, we let one in. And what colour hair trolls did you want?”

I looked at Blaze and shrugged. “I’ve no idea what colours, but they’re for little girls under eight.”

“Okay,” he said again and raced off.

Providing security for ticking off our toy list? Simple.

Hunter

“Get the fuck off me!” I yelled as a woman bit my biceps.

She blinked at me and licked her lips before taking another bite. I was curled into a damn ball around the toy I’d been sent to collect. The stupid manager had not put one away like we’d reserved, and I’d had to fight my way to this, which was the last in the fuckin’ store.

My height had let me reach it, but I hadn’t planned on the sneaky mamas. Two had tripped me, but luckily, I’d kept a grip on it. Fortunately, the idiot had put away the second toy, but the issue was getting this back to the till before I was murdered. And judging by the looks in some of these mama’s eyes, they were considering committing murder.

The lady who’d bit me twice licked her lips again and patted my ass.

“I may have lost out, dude, but that was worth the disappointment,” she said as she climbed off me.