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I was forced to slow in order to make the curves, and even with my skills at handling the car I’d practiced with for two years, I almost lost control more than once. My concern continued to grow, my gut telling me we hadn’t seen anything yet.
As I came out of the last blind section of the road, the ambush was immediate, another vehicle coming right at us from a side street.
“Fuck.” I was forced to swerve, two tires coming dangerously close to dropping off the unguarded edge. My earlier maneuvers would no longer surprise them. That was how this game worked.
Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
The bullets came fast and furious, one slamming into the back of the car.
Isabella screeched. “No. No!”
“Just stay down.” There wasn’t a chance in hell I could get off a decent shot with them behind me. Yet when a fourth car appeared up ahead, I sucked in my breath, grabbing the Glock. I had to be certain the car in front wasn’t owned by an innocent bystander.
The answer was provided seconds later when the vehicle slammed on its brakes, trying to initiate a roadblock. As soon as I rolled down the window, Isabella jerked up.
“Get. Down.”
She complied but hovered too close for comfort. I concentrated on driving as I thrust the Glock out the window, praying to God my aim was good enough. I peppered off several shots, covering every inch of the vehicle. The damn brake lights remained on. I kept shooting until the magazine was emptied.
Boom!
I’d hit the gas tank. As flames shot up into the air, I had to determine which side of the road to pass them on. There would be at minimum a second explosion, which is what I was hoping for. I made quick mental calculations, choosing to remain close to the side of the mountain. I issued a ragged bellow as I shifted gears, rolling around the vehicle, barely missing the damn edge of the road.
As soon as I made it past, I threw another look into the rearview mirror, gasping for air.
The second explosion was far too close for comfort but should slow the other assholes down. My chest heaved as I continuously shifted my gaze into the mirror, the grip on the steering wheel so tight my hands were killing me. When I saw nothing for five full minutes, only then did I take a deep breath. While that didn’t mean there weren’t more of them, I knew a few shortcuts that should keep them from finding us for the remainder of the drive.
“Are we okay?” she asked, her voice shaky.
“For now. They’ll keep coming.”
“We’re not going to make it, are we?”
“We’re going to make it, sweetheart, no matter what I need to do. You can sit up but if I tell you to get down, do it.”
“Okay. I will. I promise.”
She was too quiet, only her scattered breathing allowing me to know that she was even in the car.
“That wasn’t the purse I took to work if that’s what you’re thinking.”
“I’m thinking they put a bug in at the club. There’s no other way they could have done it unless they broke into your apartment.”
“My apartment. My things. My entire life. All gone.”
I huffed as I made another turn, half expecting another asshole to jump out of the darkness. “Think of it this way, sweetheart. You’re alive. You can replace the damn shit.”
“I know. It’s stupid. I just…”
“It’s not stupid. You’re a victim. I understand.”
“I don’t want to be a victim any longer. Will you give me a gun?”
Laughing, I rubbed my jaw, my muscles still tense. “We can’t get them through customs.”
“Where are you taking me?”
“Somewhere safe.”
