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Danielle came out of the club. “Oh my God!” she screamed and ran to Nick as Rain’s men pulled up in the truck.
“Come on,” Memphis said and opened the back door for her.
“Go ahead. I’ll stay with him.”
Rain gave Danielle an evil look, and then she ran and got in the truck. More people came out of the club.
“Somebody call an ambulance!” Danielle yelled and held on to Nick.
“No,” Nick managed. “Help me up.”
“No, Nick. You need a doctor,” Danielle pleaded.
“That’s where were goin’. Now, help me up and take me to your car. I’ll tell you where to go.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Rain wiped the tears from her eyes and hoped that Chris Toney and Memphis hadn’t noticed that she was crying. She didn’t want to ever show them any type of weakness. Rain needed to appear strong and in control at all times. Especially times like this, she told herself, but on the inside she was dying. Her king had been shot. She wanted to stay with him. But when Nick told her not to let them get away, Rain knew she had no choice. She put on the night vision goggles that Nick had given her and looked for the van.
They had been riding for a little over five minutes when she saw it up ahead of them. “There it is,” she said and pointed.
“You sure?” Chris Toney asked.
“I can see the fuckin’ bullet holes I put in it. Get closer and open the roof.” Rain took off the goggles and stood up. “Give me your gun Chris.”
Chris Toney handed Rain his gun and Memphis opened his window. They opened fire on the van. When the bullets began hitting it, the van sped up. “Stay with them!” Rain yelled as her and Memphis continued firing on the van.
The back door of the van opened and two gunmen opened up with their automatic weapons. Rain ducked back in the truck. She opened her window and kept shooting. The van approached a light that had just turned yellow. “Don’t lose them!”
The light turned red as the van ran the light. Chris Toney stepped on the gas, but just as he got to the light a tractor-trailer went through the intersection.
“Look out!” Memphis yelled.
Chris Toney slammed on his breaks. The truck skidded, turned sideways and came to a stop, just inches from the tractor-trailer.
Once it had passed, Chris Toney got himself together and continued up the street. They looked for the van for a while but it was too late. There was no sign of it. “Take me back to JR’s,” Rain commanded.
Nick told Danielle where to go and she drove her Taurus X faster than she had ever driven before. She looked over at him; he looked calm, very calm for somebody with two bullets in him.
“You got a cell phone?” Nick asked.
“Yes.”
“I need you to make a call,” Nick said and gave Danielle the number and told her what to say.
“Hello,” a female voice answered.
“Glenda?”
“Yes. Who is this?”
“My name is Danielle. You don’t know me, but I’ve got Nick Simmons with me and he’s been shot twice in the chest.”
Glenda turned to her husband. “Get up, Perry. Nick’s been shot.”
“Where are you Danielle?” Glenda asked as she got out of bed.
“We’re on our way to your office.”
