Page 108 of Stolen Kisses
Hand quicker than the eye. I chose the left, because the only person who could see my action or knew what I was going to do just by looking at me was Claudius, not even Gio. They all knew what to do.
So when I heard bullets going off behind me it was no surprise. They took down the men on either side of me and threw the rest off kilter, because they didn’t see it coming.
Never knew that we were the kind of guys that didn’t need a plan.
The four of us in particular knew each other well enough that all the planning stages of anything took place in our minds.
Elliot and Barabbas dove to the ground trying to take cover.
Gio covered me and Alex covered Claudius.
We all covered each other shooting in tandem at the guys that came at us.
Our other guys shot back too, but even with them and their skill I knew that being outnumbered against so many higher level guys would most likely get us killed.
“Dante, Elliot’s getting away,” Alex cried.
Fucking hell. Like the rat he was Elliot was running through the door ahead of us with Barabbas right in front of him.
“Go, get him.” Claudius shouted to me.
For a moment I hesitated. I didn’t want to leave them.
“Go.” Gio balked. “We got this.”
I took off.
I ran when I couldn’t see Barabbas or Elliot anymore.
Just before I went through the door they went through, the doors to the back of the hall burst open and in came more of our guys. Luc’s men, we called them.
Seeing that I ran hyped on adrenaline.
I couldn’t allow them to get away.
If I did this would be it, these people knew how to hide. They knew where to go so that no one would ever find them. They knew how to disappear.
I didn’t know where they’d gone I just ran the way I thought they would have went.
“Up ahead.” Came a voice in my ear. It was Number Two from the secret squad. Jesus, I was so damn grateful to hear his voice. “There’s a helicopter on the roof. They’re heading for that. Take the stairs through the door ahead and open the first door you see.”
“Thank youuuu.”
“No worries man.”
I flew through the door, up the stairs and out the first door he’d said. I saw them. Barabbas was getting into the helicopter. Elliot was just about to when I fired a blind shot at him.
I intended that to faze him, because I didn’t have a clean shot from where I stood.
He ducked down when I fired a few more, giving me time to catch up.
Barabbas ordered the helicopter to take off even though Elliot wasn’t on board. Serve the motherfucker right. Mobsters were mobsters. They looked out for themselves first, just the way Barabbas was.
Criminals were also the same, and they did whatever they could to flee when they knew death was coming for them. I made one jump just as Elliot was trying to board even though the damn helicopter was building speed to take off.
I slammed into him knocking him back down to the ground. I then landed several punches in his face to stun him. The asshole was tougher than I thought. He managed to get me off him, but only to get a bullet in the stomach when I shot him.
His resilience shocked me to shit, because the guy was still standing and quick on his feet too. As the helicopter took off he whirled around and ran to it, jumping and grabbing onto the landing skid.
