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“They’re coming.” Ben shook his head. “And we’re on our own.”
We’re on our own.
Those words should have chilled me, and if I hadn’t been standing there with both my brothers and Ryth, they would have.
“We’ll be back.” Ryth hurried after T, leaving Caleb and me to follow.
“Ryth,” her father called. “Honey, stay here, let them go.”
She stopped at her father’s insistence, then turned her head and answered. “Never, Dad. Where one of us goes, we all go.”
“Ain’t that fucking right, princess,” I growled as I gripped her arm and drove her forward.
Where one of us went, weallwent. There was no falling behind, no going off on our own. No bed we slept in alone. Not anymore. Tobias yanked on the chain hanging from the roller door and it lifted just enough for us to slip through.
“How long do we have?” she asked, half running, half walking to match my long strides.
My senses were tuned, finding the throb of a car’s engine driving way too fast. “Not long,” I answered as Tobias yanked open the driver's side rear door of the car as we hurried toward him.
“Heads up,” he barked, tossing an automatic rifle toward me, then another to Caleb, who searched the streets.
“And me,” Ryth urged, glancing from Tobias to me. “I want to fight.” T scowled and started to glance my way, before Ryth stopped him. “You can either give me something to fight with or I’ll ask my dad.”
I flinched.Shit.
T didn’t like that, not at all. He reached into the bag and pulled out a Sig. But he didn’t toss it through the air like he had for us. No, he headed toward her, holding the weapon grip forward. “You’re not going to need to use this, I’m just letting you know now. But if you do…don’t shoot me.”
Her brow creased as the roar of that car’s engine grew louder and was joined by another.
“How about I clock you upside the head with it instead?” she snapped.
“How about, when we’re out of here, I fuck you in the back seat of Ben Rossi’s car?” he countered. “You can clock me all you want then.”
Headlights shone in the distance.
“T,” I warned as I stepped backwards.
He followed my stare. “Back in the warehouse, little mouse…now.”
He lunged for the bag, tossed some of the guns to Caleb, and swung the rear door closed with athud.
We were already running when the racing engines grew louder and the faintcrack…crack…crackof shots rang out. Glass shattered from the rear of the four-wheel drive.
“Hurry the fuck up!” Ben roared from beside the door of the warehouse.
I gripped the automatic rifle, then slowed just enough for T to catch up and for Ryth to get in front before I lifted my weapon, took aim…and fired.
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Caleb
Gunfire crackedout beside me as Nick opened fire.“The warehouse, Ryth!”I screamed and turned, drew my weapon up, and slipped my finger around the trigger.
She ran…that’s all I cared about.
“Motherfuckers!” T screamed as he took aim and fired at the mammoth black Expedition as it hurtled toward us. Bullets pinged against the grille, sparking in the night.
I leveled my sight and jerked the trigger, sending the spray of bullets wide, peppering the side of the damn car instead. The side mirror shattered, sending the four-wheel drive skidding sideways as it mounted the curb and became airborne. I lunged to the side, almost tripping as the car crashed into the gate with a resoundingsmash!
