Luna On The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Sons Chapter 51


    Michelle takes Kyan before moving to the passenger side to clip him into the middle seat.


    | clip Bane in and jump into the driver’s side, starting the engine, it roars to life. I wait for Sondra to pull


    out before turning the car around and slowly following her out along the windy bumpy road, cringing


    every time I hear Axton’s car scrub out, the bus moves easily, jostling from side to side.


    Coming onto the road, though, I stick close to her, having no idea where we are going when she turns


    toward the high way heading toward the city. My heart skips a beat, knowing she must live close to the


    city to be taking this road. We go past the speed limit signs, and she suddenly waves out the window


    with a white cloth. My brows furrow, wondering if the bus was breaking down, I slow down, getting


    ready to pull over, not liking that I will be stopped on the side of the road with a stolen car on a major


    road.


    All that was out here were a few farms standing along the stretch of highway, I shake my head, cursing


    under my breath before I jump in my seat startled. The engine of the bus sud denly roars and cackles,


    taking off. Noleen leans forward, and I nce at Noleen.


    “What the fuck is in that bus,” Noleen says, her mouth gaping, and my fingers twitching on the steering


    wheel.


    “I have no fucking idea, but let’s see what it’s got,” | tell her before hitting the gas. We catch her easily


    and I can see herughing in the bus’s huge mirror. There is no way that the bus should have that kind


    of power. We drove for about an other twenty minutes taking a secluded road that ran along the outside


    of the city, much too close for my liking but noth ing appeared to be out here when wee to the


    ranch.


    Ranch was an understatement. The ce was massive, the main house made out of stone, with a


    cobble driveway, massive stables sat to the left of it and a huge garage that was bigger than the


    warehouse on the other side. Dairy cows mowing down the paddocks, and horses.


    As we grow closer I can see a huge chicken coop, filled with chicken and ducks, a smallke and more


    fenced off yards. I pull up beside her as she stops, she leans out the win dow, shutting off the engine.


    “Take it to the garage,” she points at the huge galvanized steel building, I nod once driv ing over to it. I


    peer around, taking in the scenery, when she finallyes over and undoes the huge chains holding


    the doors together. Noleen jumps out, helping her to open the two huge doors that were on runners. As


    she does, I see the ce filled with cars. Sondra strolls in before lightse on.


    “What is this little olddy doing with all these cars,” Michelle murmurs, leaning forward. “I have no


    idea,” I whisper, pulling in and parking the car. Climbing out, Noleen was look ing under some of the


    nkets that covered a few of the cars.


    I take in the ce before seeing Sondra watching us, she chews her lip. “So I may be able to help with


    the car issue,” she says, and I nce at Michelle as she climbs out of the back seat.


    Noleen drops one of the nkets she was looking under, her mouth gaping as she turns her attention


    to Sondra. “How much do you make at that bakery?” Noleen asks her and Son


    dra chuckles.


    “Not enough to pay for all this,” she chuckles, and I stare at her. “Floyd had a few under-the-radar side


    businesses,”


    “He was a car dealer?” Michelle asks, and I press my lips in a line. “In a way,” Sondra says, and I


    snicker.


    Michelle looks at me and I shake my head. “It’s a chop shop,” and Michelle’s mouth nearly hits the


    floor. “But… you like …” Sondra cocks her head to the side. “Ancient…” Michelle says.


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    “What because I’m old I can’t have a chop shop in my backyard.”


    “Well.. Yeah,” Michelle squeaks, “Shouldn’t you be cro cheting and shit?”


    “And you get cleaning duties, youngdy,” Sondra snaps, turning back to the door.


    “Wait, so what are you going to do about the car? I don’t see how this helps.” Michelle asks, and I don’t


    think she is quite understanding. Sondra stops, and thinks for a second.


    “You want to give it back, right?” Sondra asks. I shrug. “Maybe dig a hole and bury it.” I offer.


    “Don’t you dare, I will take my chances,” Michelle growls at me, rubbing the paint. “I won’t let her bury


    you,” she promises, kissing the rooftop.


    “Or I have a better idea,” Sondra chuckles. I look at her, waiting to hear her suggestion. “We could pull


    it apart, and post it back to him, piece by piece. Instead of build a bear, we’ II call it build a car. Axton


    special, think will start with the badges, each week post him a piece,” sheughs, and I snick


    “Man, that will take so long,” Michelle whines.


    “You’ll be cleaning stables for your olddy jokes, so it doesn’t matter to you how long it takes,” Sondra


    snaps at Michelle, turning on her heel and leaving. She stops, dropping che chain by the door.


    “Don’t forget to lock up,” she calls, disappearing outside. I turn back to the car to grab the kids.


    “Who the fuck is this olddy?” Michelle hisses at me while helping me with my sons.


    “I don’t know, but don’t cross her if she owns this ce, and can make a car disappear. No doubt she’ll


    know how to make you disappear too,” Noleen tells her and Michelle pales, making meugh. But then


    again, if she does this, it might not be so far-fetched she could hide a body right under someone’ s


    nose.


    Who would even suspect Sondra or Floyd? Especially now that Sondra is a widow. She looked like the


    typical grand mother, yet now I was questioning everything I thought | knew about the woman who


    owns the town’s little bakery.