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The men plough right into the water tanks of the corner protection. There’s a liquid explosion, and their car crumples as the highway is washed with water.
Sebastian and I don’t even slow; we continue on, watching them and breathing like we've just sprinted a marathon.
“What the hell was that?” I say.
Sebastian shakes his head. “That’s a question for your brother.”
“What?” I say, my eyes bulging. But then Sebastian says nothing, shaking his head like he’d said too much.
Why am I not surprised that somehow Carlos is involved with all this bullshit we’ve been putting up with? He seems to have a knack for ruining everything.
We both keep looking in the mirror for the next mile, expecting some car to creep up on us and spring us. I keep seeing them veering across our lane and coming right for us. I keep seeing them headed right into our rear end, I imagine us spinning out and crashing.
That’s what they wanted to happen, not what did.
“Thanks for saving us. Your driving was crazy.” I say, the words spilling forth.
Sebastian smiles. “No need to thank me. I didn’t even think, I was just reacting.
“Well, as far as reactions go, that was pretty good. I know mine wouldn’t have been anything like that.” I laugh nervously, my heart is racing. My body is tingling. My mind is flooding with endorphins, and suddenly the skyline of New York looks like it’s shining.
We’ve been creeping up on the city for at least twenty minutes now as it’s grown out of the New Jersey horizon.
Sebastian’s phone starts ringing then. He answers, his voice cool and calm, as if he’s not still heaving breaths and throttling the steering wheel with white knuckles.
He nods.
Phone call is over.
“Luca’s family has eyes on us. Their cars will merge with ours as we head along. We’ll get off at the exit the lead car indicates. From there, it’s straight to the docks…”
I nod along and remain speechless. This roadtrip has had everything. It seems the excitement of our hookups wasn’t enough. We needed some damn Russian bratva to add another injection of fear and excitement.
But even as the Colombino family cars join us, even as we follow them off an exit and thread through the many suburbs and streets of outer New York and head for the docs, the only question that remains is why they were trying to kill Sebastian and me. Unless it wasn’t meant to be Sebastian andme.
They might have been expecting my brother.
Which then begs the question, what the hell kind of trouble has my brother got himself into?
Chapter 13
Sebastian
My blood is still pumping even as we drive down to the docks twenty minutes later. My flesh is crawling around my body, and I’ve barely said a peep since we joined with the Colombino’s. Neither of us have. The last attempt was close.
Really fucking close.
All I’ve been thinking about is, what the fuck has Carlos been up to? What is he not telling me? I’m chewing my damn lip off thinking about it. I follow the other cars on autopilot. But soon we’re down among the old brick warehouses of Brooklyn and headed near the old Navy yard. There’s scrap metal everywhere, and I can practically feel the grease in the air. Mimi is staring out the window, she looks troubled too.
I shouldn’t have let the thing about her brother slip…
“It was fucking close, hey?” I say, hoping to dissipate the air.
Mimi just nods.
“Those bastards, though. I just can’t think why the Kumairns would be doing this? Like, is it a Russian thing?” Again, Mimi’s reaction is minimal. She just shrugs this time, and I get the hint.
One of the cars pulls up to a stop, and I break suddenly too, jolting us both from the tiny world of the van.
