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“Get in the car,” he ordered through clenched teeth. “Say goodbye and get in like everything is fucking fine.”
I eyed the gun. The question of whether I could beat a fucking bullet actually sparked in my mind for a brief second.
It was stupid.
Even if I dropped to the ground, he could just get out. Shoot me. Shoot Whip. Shoot anyone who wandered out here.
I wasn’t about to have that.
“Whip, I’m going out for a little bit, okay?” I called as I pulled the door open and climbed into the car.
Whip wandered forward a couple of steps. “Wait. Shay, you should really—”
Jason stuck his arm out the window.
He wouldn’t. He couldn’t be so stupid as to fire a fucking gun out the front of a clubhouse full of men who had military-grade weapons stashed inside.
But that was when I noticed the strange shape of the gun. It had an additional six-inch barrel sticking out the end, making it extra long.
A silencer.
“No!” I screamed, watching him pull the trigger three times, the loud boom that usually resounded after a gun was fired just not there. Whip’s body jolted with each blow, his eyes widening as he sank to his knees. “No, no, no.”
I grabbed the door handle, pulling hard, trying to get out to get to Whip, but it was locked, and the window was up again. “Help! Someone!” I screamed through the glass as I continued to struggle with the door, pulling, tugging, and banging, trying to make any kind of noise that would attract attention, but it was useless.
Jason was already reversing out and onto the road, his gun pointed at me as I pulled away.
Whip was lying on the ground, his eyes open, but blood seeping from the bullet holes in his torso. He wouldn’t last long. He needed help now.
So I risked it.
I leaned over and slammed my palm against the center of the steering wheel.
“You crazy bitch!” Jason roared, trying to fight me off while we swerved across the road, back and forth, the car horn blaring. “Fuck!”
Then he changed tactics.
He swung the gun at my face. I saw it coming. I knew it would hurt.
At least I might have saved Whip, I thought.
Then it all went black.
Chapter Thirty-Three
BISHOP
“You didn’t have to speak to her like that,” I snapped the moment Shay was out of the room.
I expected Calli to be upset.
But I also expected that I would be the one to tell her about Shay and me to ease her into the idea so she could understand exactly what had happened between us.
Instead, some motherfucker decided they were going to out us.
Someone who’d been watching us a little too fucking closely.
Calli spun, her mouth open in shock. “And you didn’t have to fuck her, but here we are, Dad!”
