Page 15 of Capturing Ava
“Pick this up another time.” He smirks.
“Jackass.” I mutter as we army crawl our way to safety.
“If I had to hazard a guess,” Damon speaks, “I’d say Nikoli has found you.” He smirks. “Now, are you going to tell me why you’re on his hit list?”
“Does it matter?” A bullet flies straight towards us, missing Gage by an inch.
“I’d say it matters, yeah.” Gage laughs. “What the fuck did you do, Chase?”
“Nothing much,” I smile. “Just—killed one of his men.”
“You did what?” Damon screams, “You better have a good reason for starting a fucking war with that crazy bastard!”
“I do.”
“Well, we’re waiting.”
“Another time, we have more pressing issues at hand.”
“Like what?”
“Oh, I don’t know.” I roll my eyes, “like staying alive.”
I hear bangs as they try to enter the property. We only have a limited window before they all charge in here and take what they think is revenge for one dreg of society. I roll my eyes. Honestly, I did society a favour with that one.
By discreetly glancing around the door frame, I can determine if it’s safe to proceed. They seemed to struggle. I would have been in the property by now. “Amateurs,” I mutter.
“What’s the plan?” Miles has parked himself up my ass, breathing down my neck.
“Wait.” I grit back.
The sound of the shattering glass reaches my ears as something comes hurtling through the window. The ticking becomes audible to me as the dangerous device approaches. Our heads snap to the ticking bomb only a few feet from our bodies. “Move, now,” I scream. We rush to the bedroom, which we had constructed for situations like this.
“Great, Chase, how are we supposed to escape from a room with no way out?” Gage screams.
A smirk crosses my lips. he had to give me more credit than that. Shoving the bed towards the wall, his eyes opened wide. “Shit, when did you have time to build this?” Pulling up the trap door, I watch as they climb down the stairs to the hidden tunnels beneath the house. Miles’s head pops up. “This is genius. When did you do this?”
I shake my head, hearing the door fly off its hinges, “Ask questions later, move.” I whisper. I smiled as the sound of the bed crashing back down on the ground reached my ears. With the right nudge, it would never stay up against the wall.
“Now what?” Damon asks.
“Now,” I smile. “Now, we go home.”
“Oh yeah, genius, tell me how we are going to do that when you have the entire city looking for you.”
“Do you see anyone?” I smirk.
“Down here, no, only the rats,” Gage mutters as he kicks a rat that scarpers into the steady stream of water that waves our way.
“Come on.” I slap him on the back. “A big guy like you isn’t scared of a little rat, right?”
“You know I don’t like them.” He grits back.
“Well, you better get used to them. We have a long walk ahead of us,” I smirk.
“What does he mean by that?” Gage looks at Damon. “What does he mean?”
I am aware of Damon’s sigh. “These tunnels move through the entire city. If we go the right way, we should get home undetected.”
