Amelia POV.
I ride like a madwoman to get to my brother and sister. The good thing about being on a motorbike is I don’t need to sit behind cages. I can ride straight past them to get to where I need to go.
The diner comes into view, and I rev the throttle. Then I see a black SUV screech to a halt and a man climbs out. I get a look at him and see blood on his dirty white shirt.
“Marcel said about removing one ear each because the little prince did that same to him. That man has blood on the shoulder of his dirty shirt.” I say, pointing it out as he enters the diner. My eyes widen.
“Roman bite Marcel’s ear off. s**t, we need to move.” I say as I ride up and stop the bike. Grabbing my gun and I run into the diner, hearing screams of the other diners and look at this asshole.
I lift my
