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I reached out and closed the door. The locks went again and I turned my head and looked back as best I could in the position I was in.
“You okay?” I asked Tex.
“Think I tore somethin’ lose either throwin’ you or doin’ the dive, or maybe when I got in a fight with that guy in leather. Doesn’t matter. I feel fuckin’ great! It’s bedlam in there. Fuckin’ nuts!” He stopped, leaned forward and looked out the windshield. “Hey, that’s the guy that shot me!”
My head popped up and sure enough, it was Pepper Rick.
He ran to a car with people in it, a little Mini. The people had left the bar and were trying to get away. I could hear sirens as I watched Rick yank the driver out, the passenger throwing himself out the other side. Rick got behind the wheel and burned rubber.
“Go! Go, go, go!” Tex shouted, and Ally didn’t hesitate, she laid rubber too.
I turned my head to her.
“What are you doing?” I shouted.
“He can’t get away!” she shouted back.
With my head turned, I saw Terry Wilcox’s boys, Goon Gary and The Moron as they exited BJ’s.
Jeez, it was like an Indy Torture Squad convention.
Then I could notice no more as Ally jerked around a car trying to exit the parking lot and jumped the curb, screeching south onto Broadway, cutting off a car as we swerved across the two lanes going north, and pulling right out in front of a squad car coming south.
The cop car was about to execute a turn into BJ’s but jerked back out onto Broadway behind the Mustang.
“Pull over, let the cops have him,” I said.
“No way! This guy shot me!” Tex yelled.
Ally wasn’t listening anyway. She rocketed down Broadway shifting gears quickly, ratcheting up the mph to levels so far beyond safe it wasn’t funny.
“Ally, pull over!” I screamed.
“He’s two cars in front of you. Pass! Pass!” Tex shouted.
We shot past two squad cars going north, their lights on and sirens blaring. One screeched to a halt and did a u-ie behind us.
“Stop now! There are more cops, he won’t get away!” I yelled.
“Don’t stop!” Tex shouted. “Never say die!”
I went to bars and clubs without my purse, usually carrying money, credit cards, driver’s license and lip gloss in my front pocket and my cell in my back. It was now that I felt my cell phone vibrate against my ass as I heard it ring. I snatched it from my pocket and tore my eyes from the road long enough to read,Lee calling.
I flipped it open as Tex crowed, “No cars in front of us, bump him! That’s it!”
“Don’t bump him!” I shrieked. “He’s in someone else’s car.”
Ally didn’t listen. We bumped Pepper Rick, did a nauseating, out-of-control jerk from side to side before Ally righted us and yelled, “Righteous!”
I was too scared even to scream.
“Indy,” I heard Lee’s voice in my ear and didn’t realize I’d put the cell there.
“Yeah?” I replied, sounding calmer than I actually was.
“Bump him again, girl,” Tex encouraged.
“Where the fuck are you?” Lee, on the other hand, didn’t sound calm.
