Savior Part 2: Son of Eden (The Savior Series) Read Online Free Page B

continued after me as I quickly kicked my legs downward and pulled myself back onto the speeding bike—only now I was facing backward and Howie was doing his best to steady the turbocharged motorcycle as he remotely controlled it from over a thousand miles away.
    “I need more space, Echo!” I yelled as I withdrew four of the five marble sized micro-grenades from one of several utility pockets near my waist.
    “ I’m doing the best I can!” Howie snapped as the bike suddenly jerked forward, forcing me to tighten my grip on the handle bar, lest I fly off and fall to my death. Distance was the key but the pursuing Strangers were still too close. As their bullets continued to whiz dangerously close to my head, all I could do was wait for Howie to give me enough space to work with.
    “I need more, Echo! I need more distance!” I repeated as my bike leaned left and right, ducking in and out of traffic as the hoard of SUVs stormed after me.
    “Dammit Ace, you’re gonna make me kill you!” Howie griped.
    “Just punch it, dammit!” I bellowed as I took a quick peek over my shoulder in order to get an idea of what was in front of me. The bike suddenly jolted forward so drastically that I knew Howie must have triggered the overdrive.
    “Now we’re talking!” I cheered as the space between me and the Stranger SUVs started to grow. “Echo, when I say so, I need you to pop the front wheel and give me back control once we go airborne, okay?!”
    “Airborne?! Ace, what exactly are you planning?!”
    I ignored him and hurled the four micro-grenades away with all my might. Those tiny devices that Howie had designed were small, but they sure packed one hell of a punch.
    “Do it now!” I yelled as the grenades exploded and ripped into the concrete and steel bridge. I felt the front wheel lurch upward just as the force of the blast threw my bike into the air. Behind me, droves of both civilian and Stranger vehicles plunged into the chasm left by the explosion as my bike sailed through the air. While still clutching the handlebars with one hand, I pushed against the foot pegs with my feet and extended my body upward just as the remaining Stranger helicopter fired a rocket at me. I could feel the blistering heat of the rocket’s thruster as it zipped between my outstretched body and the motorcycle below that I was still desperately clutching as I sailed through the air. As the rocket soared harmlessly away in the distance, I quickly twisted back to the front and pulled myself on the bike, landing it safely on the side barrier of the bridge just in the nick of time. I pulled my head down and accelerated across the barrier as the pursuing helicopter unleashed its miniguns.
    The helicopter’s rapidly firing cannons continued to narrowly miss me as I sped across the top of the barrier and searched my surroundings for a way to take it down. In my side mirror, I saw the helicopter swoop in closer and steady its flight directly over the center of the highway as it prepared to unleash another round of machine gun fire.
    It was now or never. I popped my front wheels and steered my bike to the right, launching it into the air and causing it to sail back toward the center of the highway. Bullets and debris littered the sky as I soared through the air, gripping my last micro-grenade with all my might. Finally, I picked my angle and threw the device backward with as much force as my arm would allow. They never knew what hit them. They continued to fire and miss as the micro-grenade collided with their windshield and the helicopter went up in a massive fireball just as my bike hit the ground and continued forward.
    “Yes!” Howie howled as though he had just watched his favorite basketball player hit the game winning shot in the championship game.
    “That’s the last of them, Echo! How’s it looking in Manhattan?” I asked as I weaved in and out of traffic, picking up as much speed as I could as I continued onward.
    “It’s an