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Together the two of us were unstoppable. Or at least, I could convince myself we were.
As the car jetted out of the garage and toward the street, I punched the address into the nav system.
Hang on, boys. We're coming.
Then I caught a glimpse of the dark-windowed van across the street from us. Either we were being watched by the FBI–not that that would be much of a surprise–or someone else had found us.
Cain was already accelerating, beginning to weave through traffic. There was a red light ahead of us and a row of cars stopped there, but Cain was incredibly fast and smooth behind the wheel of a car; I knew he'd be able to navigate through the intersection to get us out of danger.
Then another car hurtled from the garage of an expensive apartment building. "Cain," I called urgently, but he already saw it and was responding, swerving into opposing traffic so the car sailed past us. It crashed into another car, with a tremendous crunching sound.
Headlights and brake lights flashed all around us. Horns blared. Then Cain was gunning the engine and weaving through the cars, trying to get to the other side of the intersection.
A black truck raced down the street behind us. It was moving dangerously fast.
"Brace," Cain ordered, glancing in the rearview mirror even as he slammed down on the accelerator. "The first car was just a distraction."
Still, he managed to navigate us through the suddenly-gridlocked street so that another car hit the truck that was chasing us. The truck drifted to one side then kept accelerating.
"It's armored," I warned him.
"Of course it is," he said grouchily. "The whole point is to get us out of the car. Don't you fucking move. You stay here."
The truck slammed into our trunk. Cain tried to keep the car under control as we drifted, the car sliding to one side until my side of the car slammed into one of the smashed cars from the accident. Chaos was spreading around us, as more cars crashed from the unexpected wreck filling the street.
We weren't going to be able to move without getting out on foot.
"Don't move," Cain growled again, reaching for the driver's side door. "The car is still driveable. You get away from here as soon as it's clear."
There were men converging on us, moving swiftly through the crashed cars with their guns drawn.
"You've got to know I won't do that," I warned him.
"Damn it, Aurora–"
"Spank my ass later," I grinned at him. My heart was hammering in my chest, but these fuckers needed to die. They were standing in the way between me and my men. "Fight now."
"I'm going to have to figure out something you don't fucking relish," he muttered.
"I don't think there's anything you can do to me that I won't love," I said.
"Don't give me a hard on when I have to fight a whole mob family," he said, before he threw open his door.
Cain launched himself out, raising the gun. He popped off systematic rounds, shooting one man in the face and then another. He was fast and precise, but there were too many of them. One man was already aiming for Cain's head, but I leaned out the window and fired. I missed, but it did give Cain a chance to duck and take shelter behind the car while he shot at the men.
There was an explosion from the trunk.
"Now, Aurora!" Cain bellowed. "Drive the fucking car!"
I slid into the front seat. Always so obedient. I deserved a reward for sure.
Two men barreled toward Cain, murderous intent written across their faces.
I slammed the car into gear and crashed into them, pinning them between my car and another. They writhed desperately, and I knew if I backed up, they'd fall to the ground. The pressure of the car was the only thing holding their bodies together.
So I backed up and they hit the pavement.
Then I jumped out of the car.
