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And we all know what men like them do to unwanted guests once their welcome has passed the expiration date.
“Stop looking so gloomy back there,” Sasha states, making my eyes glance to hers in the rearview mirror. “Treating yourself to the simplest mundane things in life and defying men are wonderful joys. Smile, bitch. Their bark may be over the top, but their bite is much like that of a little puppy. The boys are harmless.”
“Says the woman that was snatched by her hair, drugged off a dance stage, and then got her ass kicked by one of them while the others watched,” Sienna chimes in. “You should run for politics.”
“Nah, I’m not poised or polished for the big leagues.”
She laughs, but it’s drowned out by the sound of metal crunching that has me whipping my head around to peer out the back window. Two of the dogs start to bark while Rellik begins growling, his sound low and vicious.
“Holy fuck,” Sasha says before the crash behind us fully registers before my stunned eyes.
“Oh, that’s bad,” Sienna adds.
The SUV that had been following us is no more. Two semi-trucks t-boned the vehicle from both sides. Paul, I think that was the guy’s name, had been escorting us since we left Sasha’s parents a couple of hours ago. There is no way he could have survived that impact.
“Get us out of here, Sasha,” Sienna urges, fear laced in her tone as the same feeling climbs up my back in a cold sweated heat.
“Am I seeing things or is the street barricaded up there?” There is worry in Sasha’s voice now too.
My head whiplashes around to see what she’s talking about; sure enough, four black SUVs block the road across all lanes of traffic.
“There,” Sienna shouts and points to Sasha’s left. “Turn there. Brooklyn, unbuckle and get on the floorboard now.”
“Si, I’m scared. I want my daddy.”
“Yeah, I want him right now too, but it’s just us girls. We got this. I promise. Now, do as I say, sweetie.”
Sasha spins the steering wheel to the left, the vehicle already at too high of a speed for the sharp turn that my stomach somersault. Somehow she maintains control. I have no idea how, but I’ve never driven an automobile, so what do I know?
“Son of a bitch,” Sasha whines, and it sounds like her palm hit the steering wheel. “These motherfuckers are everywhere. Jesus, Ciera. How bad was the shit you released?”
“Did you not hear what I said about trafficking, underage girls, and the police commissioner of New York freaking City?” Sienna exaggerates. “Get with the program. She fucked their world up real nice.”
“Guys, maybe you should just let me out. They want me. They won’t stop until they have me.”
“Oh, you innocent little shrimp,” Sasha huffs. “Our brothers claimed it, so now we gotta protect it. Do you get what I’m saying? We aren’t letting them take you.”
“We got this, Ciera,” Sienna adds as she pulls out a handgun from her purse and then racks the chamber. “Just cover Brooklyn. K?” She gives me a broad smile, then to Sasha, she says, “Stop the SUV. I’m over this BS. I don’t run from anyone. And if one of those jokers makes me pop off a freshly painted acrylic nail, I’m going to stab someone in the eyeball.”
“Or you could shoot them with the firearm in your hand,” Sasha says as she slams on the brakes and my body jolts forward, the seatbelt keeping me from going far.
“Nah, that would end things too quickly. This is just to take out the majority. Then we have a little bit of fun and show those fools why we’re the wrong women to cross.”
“Couldn’t agree more.” There is way too much excitement in Sasha’s tone. “Open the glove box and hand me the two pistols K has stashed in there. Should be extra magazines too.”
“I don’t think this is such a good idea, you guys,” I argue, hoping they aren’t about to start a shootout as I unbuckle myself.
“Ciera,” Sasha calls out, blatantly ignoring what I said, “Be a love and open your door so that I have somewhat of a shield and then reach over and do the same for Sienna. K, thanks.”
Reluctantly, I pull the handle on the door and then slide over to do the same on Brooklyn’s side. After I slide back, Sienna and Sasha open their doors at the same time and slip out.
With all the doors open, I can hear screeching brakes followed by car doors slamming from behind our vehicle.
Yelling ensues next, and that’s when my spine straightens at the sound of his voice.
“It’s time to come home, Ciera,” Liam states from the rear.
“Don’t hold your breath, old man,” Sasha yells back.
