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I looked over at Rupert before we took off. I had my hand on my gun because my gut was screaming bloody murder. My eyes panned around the small corridors and the nasty building we walked through as we escorted our client back to his limo. But a voice behind us called out, stopping us in our tracks.
“Mr. Dean?”
Our client sighed. “Yes?”
We all turned around and found a very chaotic-looking man standing at the top of the steps we’d just come from.
“I forgot to mention something to you before you turned down my offer.”
Our client rolled his eyes. “Yes?”
“I really can’t allow you to leave.”
Rupert reached for his gun, but I held my hand out. The man at the steps hadn’t drawn a weapon, so there was no need for us to. Yet. Mr. Dean narrowed his eyes as he slowly walked toward the man. Rupert and I followed him, step for step, making sure we had his back while our hands hovered over our guns.
Yeah, we really need earpieces for this shit.
“And why is that?” our client asked calmly.
The club owner snickered. “I don’t do business with lying bastards like you.”
The second the man reached into his jacket pocket, I had my gun out and ready. Rupert made a run at the man, tackling him to the ground. Mr. Dean stood there with a grin on his face, completely immobile. As if he were a statue. And as I crouched down, silencing my footsteps, I watched my best friend wrestle this maniacal-looking man to the ground.
But not before he popped off a shot.
“Mr. Dean!”
I fisted the man’s coat and tossed him into a darkened corner. Protected by the shadows, I leveled my gun at the club owner on the floor. Rupert jammed his elbow into the man’s wrist, and I heard the ‘snap!’ as it dislocated. Another gunshot rang out, though, one that wasn’t connected to the man on the ground. And as Rupert kicked the man’s gun in my direction, I picked it up, dual-wielding weapons as I tried to find the source of the second shot.
13
Dani
“Hey, girl. You wanna go check out the party next door?”
I peered out the window with my cardigan wrapped around my body. I was already in my pajama pants and wondering about when I should order pizza. I gazed outside, my eyes gravitating across the street, watching that flickering lamplight illuminate the darkness, wondering if Max would magically appear before my very eyes.
“Hello, earth to Dani. I swear, you’ve been so--”
I sighed. “Distracted?”
I slowly turned away from the window and drew in a deep breath.
“I’m not okay right now, Hannah.”
Her face fell. “Talk to me. What’s going on?”
I leaned against the window. “I’m already struggling with my classes, and it’s only been one week.”
Hannah came over and placed her hands on my shoulders.
“That’s a good thing, then.”
I furrowed my brow. “What?”
She giggled. “The good thing is that it is only the first week. You’ve got plenty of time to focus and make things up. What happened?”
I shook my head. “No, no, no. It’s not--it’s not really grades, or anything like that.”
