Page 44 of Nikki Sinatra: For Her Lover
“Coming to my house,” Mick kept saying, as if their attack was a personal affront to his reputation. “Putting a hit on my men at my house?” He was still furious.
“There it is!” Nikki said and slammed on brakes. Teddy slammed against the back of the front seat.
Nikki backed up quickly and turned down a side road where she spotted the getaway car. She sped behind it.
In the real world there was no way a tank of an SUV like Mick’s Escalade would ever catch up to that small car Emilio was driving, but all of Mick’s fleet of Cadillacs were custom made. Nikki was able to fly.
“Be careful, Nikki,” Teddy was saying.
But Mick was impressed. “Keep it floored,” he said. Living on the edge was his stock and trade. “Don’t let that motherfucker get away!”
Nikki wasn’t about to. She flew through those side streets almost as fast as Emilio was flying. But she knew she needed a break. Even tricked-out, no way was that Escalade catching up. No matter how fast she went, the laws of physics prevented it. But she was going to be in position when that break came.
That break didn’t come for miles. They were already on the outskirts of town when the chase began since Mick lived faraway from any other homes, but now they were out of town as they continued to chase Emilio.
Teddy phoned Marco again, to make sure he was on his way, and he was. “What’s happening?” Marco asked.
“I’ll fill you in later,” Teddy said. “Just get there.”
“I’m on it, Pop. I’m on it!”
Teddy was pleased to know that he had a son he could rely on even though Marco was a grown man when he found out he even existed. He ended the call.
“I thought you wrecked his Bugatti,” Mick said.
“He’s got my ‘Vet,” said Teddy. “We rode in Ma’s Bentley to your house.”
“And that’s the last time your ass better be behind that wheel,” said Mick as Nikki, still giving chase, turned another corner so sharply they nearly tipped over.
“Careful, Nikki,” Teddy insisted. He lived on the edge, too, and pushed the envelope as much as he could just like Mick, but not when his wife’s life was involved. He couldn’t be as protective of Nikki the way Mick was of Roz, but he wanted to be.
But when Emilio turned onto a long road surrounded by nothingness, Mick and Teddy knew immediately that this was the time to act. Given how fast that car was going and Emilio’s expertise behind the wheel, they knew without saying a word to each other that this might just be their last opportunity.
“Look in the back, Ted,” Mick ordered as he pressed the overhead button that opened the double sunroof. Teddy reached in the back, pulled the lever and pulled out not one, but two fully loaded, fully assembled assault rifles. He tossed one to his father and kept one for himself. And as Nikki continued to fly behind that Emilio’s car, Mick and Teddy both stood up, their bodies halfway out of the SUV and aimed their weapons.
“I got left, Pop,” Teddy said as he aimed for the tires on the left side of the car. Mick aimed for the tires on the right.
As soon as that getaway car turned another corner and they were able to get a good look at those tires, neither man hesitated. They fired out a volley of shots that hit the target more than they missed it.
Mick hit both of his and Teddy followed suit and all four tires on that car immediately began to deflate. And Emilio began losing control.
As he began swerving from one side of the road to the other side, Nikki began catching up. But when Emilio looked as if he was losing the battle, Mick yelled out. “Get closer, Nikki!”
Nikki floored it, getting right behind the car as Emilio was struggling mightily to keep that car on the road.
“Get right up on it,” said Mick, “and attach it.”
Teddy understood why his father was asking her to do such a thing, but his heart was hammering. “Be careful, Nikki,” he yelled out. “If you can’t do it, back off.”
It was a command he would have never given to any other second-in-command and he and Mick knew it, but Mick didn’t object. He agreed with Teddy.
But Nikki never liked the training wheels both men kept on her, and she was glad to do the deed.
It took several attempts, as the car wasn’t going in a straight line, but was still swerving. But as soon as she saw that opening, she took it. She rammed into the back of the car. But instead of backing off, she attempted to steer it to a stop which, she knew, was Mick’s point. She also knew it might not work because there was nothing to force the stop but slowed momentum. Which was exactly what happened. The car began to slow down.
The fear was that Emilio would regain control and attempt to speed away. But Mick and Teddy disabused him of that notion when they began firing shots on either side of the car, making clear that if he tried to flee he would be dead.
Emilio was apparently no fool, Nikki thought, because as soon as that car finally came to a stop, he placed his hands out of the windows and into the air.
