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“The windows are intact although I’m not sure how or for how long.”
The watches went off. “Remi, War, are you okay?”
“Code Ross.”
“We have your location and backup is minutes away. We just need you to hold on.” Sarah’s calming voice helped but it could all be over in minutes.
“Guys, this is Jesse. I installed a new item but didn’t have time to test before you took it. Both middle seats will shift up and back. There’ll be a gun underneath and a switch. Ideally, the switch will open a small opening where the gun can fire out. It hasn’t been tested so it could work, or it might not.”
Considering the situation they were in, she’d try anything. War unbuckled and crawled through the seats. He flipped up the seat and shifted it back. Flipping the switch, he moved closer to use the gun.
“Remi, you need to unbuckle and get down. I’m waiting until they’re close enough, it’s fatal. Once they know we have it, they could just avoid it.”
She unbuckled and slid closer to the floor. She flicked the rearview mirror to see the area they were coming from. After working on security with War, they knew each other’s moves like they’d worked together forever. Sometimes he took the lead and sometimes she did. With the blood dripping down her face and her vision being off a little, she was thankful War was in charge of the gun. If they got the glass to break, then she’d fire but for now, she’d be the spotter.
“They’re coming down the hill. I count three, no, four. One’s staying behind on the road. Thirty feet away.”
Night had fallen fast. The sun had dipped down, and everything was dark besides their headlights and the headlights of the vehicles on the road. The assailants were shadows moving closer. Why the heck did everything seem sinister at night? She hoped there were only four, but she couldn’t see all around the SUV, and she also didn’t want to give away her location in the vehicle.
“Twenty feet away.”
The three paused at about fifteen feet away, talking among themselves with lots of gestures.
“They’re fifteen feet away and waiting. I think now is the best time to hit them.”
War took a deep breath, blowing out loud enough for her to hear. “Let’s hope this gun works.” The silence was unnerving but once War fired, everything would change.
War cranked the mini gatling gun. The sound in the enclosed space had Remi wishing for ear plugs. She couldn’t imagine how loud it was for War right on top of it.
The bullets hit a couple targets and two of the people had fallen down, screaming. She bet that hurt but she didn’t have any sympathy for them. They were trying to kill her and War. Whatever happened, they were getting what they deserved. If War couldn’t keep them away, she’d lower the window and shoot but she agreed with War. Right now, the vehicle was their best bet on survival. Their attackers had picked the perfect spot halfway between Medicine Lodge and Coldwater with help too far away. The third assailant turned to run up the ditch, trying to dodge the fire from War. The man on the road turned, shooting back at them. Remi lost track of how many bullets hit the vehicle.
“Code Chandler,” a voice directed.
War’s rapid fire from the gatling gun paused. Gunfire from the road filled the air until there was only silence.
“Code Joey,” Sarah’s voice was a welcome sound.
Targets neutralized. It was almost too good to be true. She’d had thoughts of War and her dying on this stretch of road and there were so many things she wanted to say to him. She sat up, looking over the seat at War.
“Are you okay?”
He nodded. “I think I’m better than you. You’ve got a cut on your forehead. The airbags did their job. Let me crawl over and see if we can get out this back door.”
War got a door open, and she crawled over to follow him out the door. She walked over to the first body, then let War help her up out of the ditch to the second body. Now that she was upright, she was a little nauseous. Lucinda and Suzanne McBaine were dead. Despite the blood, she recognized both of them. There was one more body on the road and then Sarah had a man cuffed and sitting against an SUV. She was holding a gun on him while Scoop was taking a picture of the body on the road.
“You guys okay?” Sarah asked.
Before Remington could answer, Scoop was motioning them over to the body. “You guys need to see this.”
War and she looked at the body then at Scoop’s computer identifying the man.
“That doesn’t make any sense. Dad said he was dead,” War said, shaking his head. “How is that possible?”
Scoop’s computer identified the body as Lester McBaine, aka Sneak.
“I know that’s what they said but his fingerprints come back to Sneak, and I put his old picture in the computer and aged it. Facial recognition is ninety percent positive this is Lester McBaine. Plus, look at his hand. Locks said Kathryn shot off part of it. He’s missing part of his left hand. The guy over there isn’t talking and his prints have been removed. I’m guessing hired muscle. I don’t know who died in prison, but I’m positive it wasn’t Lester McBaine.”
Remington paused. She was tired, hurt and wasn’t thinking clearly. She wasn’t even sure what they should do next. Sirens heralded a sheriff’s SUV and an ambulance. She wanted to give a statement, go home, take a hot shower then fall into bed.
