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“I can fit through it,” Trigger offers.
Trigger and Pebbles’s dog, Henry, is whining at Trigger’s feet, gathering everyone’s attention. Henry is alert and watching Pebbles, who suddenly lets out a pained groan as her face contorts.
I vaguely hear her tell Trigger that her water broke and that he can’t leave her. She’s right. If Reaper’s right and someone is outside waiting to pick us off, the twins will grow up without a dad. That can’t happen.
“I’m going out,” I say. “Based on that note, whatever the fuck is going on is obviously because of me. Let me go.” I look towards Ghost.
I can see my dad shaking his head behind Ghost, but all it takes is a small nod from my brother, and I’m heading toward the office.
Lilah clasps onto my arm, halting me in place.
I look down at her worried face. Her forest green eyes are showing all the fear she has clear as day. “I have to get you out of here, Princess.”
“I’ll go out. I can fit better!” she pleads, her almond-shaped fingernails digging into my bicep.
I shake my head, pushing a kiss on her forehead. “Absolutely not.”
“But–”
I cut her off with a rough kiss on her wine-stained lips. “Don’t you dare ask me to put you right in the line of danger. I will never fucking allow that. I need you to stay here and help Pebbles. Okay, Princess?”
I curse when a lone tear sneaks it’s way out of the corner of her eye. “I’ll be fine, babe.” Kissing her again, I pry her fingers off my arm, which causes her to cross her arms over her chest angrily.
“I love you, baby,” I say, kissing her one more time before continuing to Ghost’s office.
I’m prying the old window open when Bull walks into the office behind me. “I’m coming with you.”
“Thanks, brother.”
The rest of the guys, minus a few, pile into Ghost's office to gather whatever weapons they can and to make sure Bull and I make it out the window.
I go through first, dropping down to the asphalt next to a row of bushes. They cut the fucking lights so I can only see as far as the flashlight on my phone. I lower my voice after checking the immediate area. “You’re good, Bull.”
Bull’s big ass frame drops from the opening a second later. Ghost peeks his head out and clenches his jaw. “Be fucking careful.”
Bull offers me a handgun, and I study it for a minute before deciding to take it from him. I told myself I was going to do my best to not do any fucking thing to land me back in that shit hole and take me away from Lilah again. But if it’s between a six-foot hole in the ground and back behind bars, I pick life.
We crouch down and walk along the side of the building. Bull takes the lead since he does this kind of fucking shit for a living, and I’m obviously a little rusty when it comes to surveillance and action.
Bull waves his hand in some fancy fucking motions, and when I look at him like he grew two heads, he turns to me and rolls his eyes. “When I wave at you, run over and crouch behind that bench.”
“Got it.”
I hold Ghost’s gun down by my side until Bull waves. I raise it up just in case before taking off for the bench. When I’ve made it there safely, I kneel on one knee, watching Bull’s back as he tests the corner.
Suddenly, my blood turns ice cold. My heartbeat thrums through my temples as two shots ring out, hitting the corner of the building that Bull just peaked around.
Fuck!I swivel my head furiously, trying to see where the fuck those shots could have come from.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I hiss as Bull raises his gun and steps around the corner.
Is he fucking psycho? I knew those military dudes were missing a couple of brain cells sometimes, but when the fuck is it ever smart to walk towards the gunfire?
I rise to my feet and follow behind him as he lets shot after shot go. As soon as I’m within arm’s length of Bull, I immediately see what, or ratherwho,he’s shooting at.
Two men dressed in Michael Myers costumes are aimlessly shooting behind themselves as they scurry onto two Harleys.
Fucking BINGO.
