Carly's p.o.v

Dad kicked Madam Godzilla out but… something tells me she didn't go quietly. I look down, seeing two pieces of paper on the floor and pick them up, one in Dad's handwriting, the other in Tracey's.

"If the harpy from hell gets out on bail, take this to wherever she's staying."

"You throw this family into even more chaos, Carly?! Fine, we'll be better off without you and Dad!"

So it looks like it's a big empty house again…

"Carly?" Dash says, jarring me from my thoughts and seeing Tracey's note. "You know what? You don't need those harpies from hell. Family should be caring and supportive, not dysfunctional like yours, mine and Packie's." She says, taking the notes and throwing them away.

"I heard that, Dash. And you're right." Packie said before walking over to us. "Neither of us deserved the hell we went through, no matter what Madam Godzilla said." He says. Damn right and the house ain't so empty now.

Granted, we're figuring out our next move as far as David Erics is concerned… I still don't know how he knew to send the Altruist cult after us but… oh, wait…

That incident in Alderney…

"It's been confirmed by the LCPD that the dead man outside of Honkers in Alderney is Lyle Erics, cousin of alleged mob boss David Erics. Police are currently for his killer. An eyewitness account of the incident described her as a 5ft tall brunette between the ages of 16 and 21-" The news reporter says before Carly shuts the TV off.

"You spacing out again? Why'd you turn the-" Jack says.

"I… Jack, I screwed up." Carly says.

I need to find Johnny. I walk outside and immediately can hear Johnny and Trevor arguing.

"You fucking shot me, biker brain!" Trevor shouts, pointing to his left arm.

"Trevor, fuck off right now. I need to talk to Johnny." I say after walking to them. Trevor walks away and I tell Johnny what I remembered.

"Makes sense, mob guys usually don't take too kindly to one of their own being killed." Johnny says.

"Yeah and that's how he knew to sent the damn cannibals after us. We need to find him before we get ambushed again." I say before Johnny and I walk back into the house, grabbing as many weapons as we can.

It's when we walk outside that I see Trevor's truck and get an idea that could either work… or possibly get us killed. Johnny and I put the weapons in the back, get in and take off.

I hear Trevor shouting… yeah, he's pissed!

Trevor's p.o.v

"Carly, Biker Brain, get back here with my fucking truck!" I yell furiously but it's no use, they're speeding away.

I run back into the driveway, getting in Packie's car.

"Hey! The fuck are you doing?!" Packie shouts as he and Dash run over to me.

"Carly and Johnny stole my weapons! And my truck!" I yell before Packie and Dash get in. "Whoa, you think you're gonna tag along?!" I yell at them.

"Either drive or get out, you damn lunatic!" Dash shouts. And Packie said that Dash rarely swears… what happened earlier, whatever it was… it really affected her.

I start the car and drive off, seeing no sign of the Bodhi… until I hear a pedestrian shout "Your license should be revoked!" and see Johnny drive towards the LS freeway, Carly in the passenger seat.

Makes sense that Johnny's driving, Carly is rather tiny. I speed after them, Packie handing me a megaphone since his car doesn't have a CB radio.

"PULL OVER!" I shout at them.

"Go fuck a whore on the roadside, Trevor!" Carly shouts back, Johnny speeding up and me speeding after them, hitting the back of the truck.

"What the fuck?! We're trying to stop them, not kill them!" Packie shouts.

"Shut it, you Irish prick! I got a taste for biker blood!" I yell, ramming into the truck again.

This time, Carly hits her head against the dashboard… oh fuck… I'm not trying to injure her.

Carly grabs her Carbine and shoots at me, grazing my right shoulder… I see blood trailing from her nose and mouth and Johnny sees it too because he stops the truck, grabbing a washcloth he took from the house and hands it to Carly, who presses it to her nose and mouth to stop the bleeding.

Johnny jumps out and storms over, snatching me out and throwing me against the car, grabbing my head and repeatedly slamming it against the hood.

Packie's p.o.v

"Johnny, cut it the fuck out!" I yell, getting out and pulling Johnny off of Trevor, who falls to the ground.

"Go check on Carly, we'll deal with Trevor." Dash says after getting out.

Johnny runs back to Carly and gently moves her hand, examining her face carefully.

"Hospital can wait, we need to find David before he finds us." I hear Carly say.

"If it doesn't stop bleeding, you let me know immediately." Johnny says, Carly pressing the washcloth back to her nose and tilting her head back.

"Is she-" Trevor says before I punch him.

"Get your fucking ass in the car right now!" I yell, Trevor backing up but getting into the passenger seat as Dash gets in the back and I get in the driver's side, all of us taking off again.

"Packie-" Trevor says.

"I don't want to fucking hear it! You said you wouldn't hurt Carly and now she's bleeding!" I shout, Trevor shutting up after that.

Seeing Carly hurt made me think back to when Dash was shot… twice, for fuck's sake!

That was two times too many! David Erics is gonna die!