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“Is Daddy letting you go shopping at the impound lot now, Nate?” Jess said, her words catching me by surprise. I snickered at her taunt, but we really needed to break this up. The situation was deteriorating fast.
Nate gave her a nasty smile. “I figured you’d have shit to say about it, bitch. Always running your mouth, aren’t you?”
Lucas lunged at him instantly, viciously. Only Dante’s quick actions held him back as he wrapped an arm around Lucas’s chest, saying quickly, “It’s not worth it, dude. Don’t do it.”
“Call my girl a bitch one more time,” Lucas snapped, straining against Dante’s arm. “Fucking say it, Nate! I’ll crack your thick fucking skull —”
“We’re going to walk away,” I said, making it loud and clear to everyone that I was done with this shit. “We’re not looking for trouble.”
“Well, that’s too fucking bad,” Nate said, unfolding his arms to crack his knuckles. “Because trouble has found you.”
There were guys moving into position behind Nate, slinking through the crowd. I recognized his buddy, Will, first. Then I caught a glimpse of Alex, and clenched my jaw. There were at least three...four...five friends with him.
Not fucking great odds.
Under my breath, I said to Jess, “Do you remember where we parked?” She nodded, but clung tighter to my side. I wasn’t sure what was about to happen, but I needed her out of harm’s way. “If we get separated, I want you to go straight to the car —”
Suddenly, a shout echoed through the crowd. It took a few seconds before I could hear it clearly; one word repeated again and again as the message found its way toward us.
“Cops! We got cops!”
The distant wail of sirens hit our ears simultaneously. Everyone stirred; then people began to run. Car horns blared as drivers tried to make their way out of the rushing crowd, trapped by the throngs of people.
Nate narrowed his eyes. The police were already pulling into the parking lot.
“Watch your back, Reed,” he snapped, getting back into his Mercedes. The moment his door was closed, we sprinted.
26 - Jessica
The sideshow had eruptedinto chaos.
People were running in every direction. Cars were driving dangerously fast and close through the panicked crowd, trying everything they could to get to the road. Manson had a tight grip around my arm as he dragged me through the crowd, and I was holding onto Lucas’s hand so we wouldn’t get separated.
It was impossible to tell which way was which with all the people spilling around us, jostling and shoving. People’s panic heightened as police officers moved through the crowd, some of them with dogs. Sirens were wailing, lights were flashing.
I squeezed Lucas’s hand and he squeezed back, a reassurance that he was still there. Luckily, Manson seemed to know exactly where he was going as he led us through the pandemonium. I soon spotted the Mustang and the El Camino parked ahead of us, side by side.
