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“There will be another time,” I insisted, pulling on Candy’s arm.
“Nice to meet you,” Candy said after I’d already pulled her away. “Why the hurry?”
“Concluding business. Then I’ll take you home.”
“Not my home. It’s your home.”
I held back any further comments, taking long strides toward the front door. When we moved outside, I was able to catch a glimpse of Walsh’s car before he sped off. I eased her inside my vehicle, jogging to the other side, jumping in and immediately starting the engine.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, barely snapping her seatbelt before I took off.
“We initiated a deal with Michael Walsh that will be beneficial to everyone, you included.”
“What exactly does that mean?” she asked, her tone softening.
I rounded the corner, pressing down on the gas, able to see Walsh’s taillights in the distance. I’d never had to hide my emotions before. I’d never cared about anything enough to need to. “You’ll be set free.”
The words were more difficult to say than I’d ever imagined.
When I didn’t hear anything, not a breath or a squeal of joy, I glanced in her direction. Darkness was all around us, but I managed to see a single tear trickling down her face.
I’d seen enough combat that when my hackles rose, I knew I had an issue to contend with. Hissing, I glared into the rearview mirror then all around me. Something was definitely wrong. I yanked my phone into my hand, dialing Dimitre.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Maybe nothing.” Oh, there was something alright. Just as I pressed send, I noticed two pairs of headlights in the distance approaching rapidly, at least one more up ahead.
“What’s wrong?” Dimitre asked, answering after only one ring.
“I think I have an issue.”
The two cars from behind slammed on their accelerator, I did as well. “Ambush,” I managed, snarling as one of the vehicles attempted to pass me. I couldn’t allow that to happen.
“Oh, my God,” Candy muttered.
“Jesus,” Dimitre snarled. “On our way.”
“Hold on, baby. Just hold on.” Tossing the phone on the dashboard, I kept two hands on the wheel, glancing out the windshield. I was gaining on Walsh’s car. Suddenly a flash of light caught my attention. I knew exactly what it was. “Fucking Molotov cocktail.”
Flames instantly erupted inside Walsh’s car. As he started driving erratically, weaving from side to side, I captured another flash in the rearview mirror.
“Get down!” I roared, doing everything I could to keep us from crashing. The bottle tumbled over my car, pitching into the woods.
But not the second. The boom as it was driven through the window was like an explosion.
Candy screamed. The two cars from behind suddenly slowed, the one from in front of Walsh’s car ready to pass on the driver’s side. Walsh couldn’t keep control of his vehicle any longer, jerking to the left and careening into a patch of trees. Flames engulfed the back seat. I had to get us the fuck out of here.
As the assailant’s car whizzed past, the asshole took the opportunity to fire an assault rifle. Candy’s continued wails echoed in my ears, and I struggled to keep some control. “Hold on, baby. Just. Fucking. Hold—”
Whoosh!
Boom!
I managed to jerk the car to a halt, but not before slamming it against the hill on the passenger side. Smoke was rolling from the engine. I had to act fast. “Are you okay?”
“Uh-huh,” Candy moaned, her head lolled forward. I yanked at my seatbelt, fighting with hers, the smoke turning black. I’d have one chance to get her out. I threw open the door, sliding both arms under her and yanking. Fuck. I heard tires squealing behind us. The motherfuckers were coming back.
“Come on, baby. Just hold onto me.”
