I was like a fucking machine, a goddamn robot, shooting through the people who stood in my way. I tried to find out who was behind this and put an end to the madness that erupted here. Victor was having a stand-off with two guys, Jimmy shot at anyone and anything, Vic’s men were all over the place trying to take down the enemy but Mike was nowhere in sight.
The hallway that led to Mike’s office was blocked off. I went through the fire door and rounded the building to get to the other exit near the hallway. I had pulled open the door just as he barreled out with Nikki in tow. They appeared to be safe, and I sent them down the alleyway to where Jack waited in an SUV. Adrianna had made the call just like I had asked her to, thankfully she listened. I instructed Jack to take Mike and Nikki to a safe house and stay with them until Vic got there.
I didn’t know what this was all about, who had declared war on Vic, but I knew that whoever was responsible for this shootout had just signed his own death certificate. It was time for me to get Adrianna the fuck out of here. I shot my way through the narrow walkway, taking out the man that aimed his gun at me. I was able to make my way back inside of Temptations, back to where Adrianna was.
The club looked like a war zone, the gunpowder in the air so thick you could barely see. I was on the main dance floor heading back to the corner where I had left Adrianna, figuring she would be safe and out of the way. I had left her behind, afraid she’d get caught in the crossfire, but I started to doubt my decision after seeing how serious the attack on the club was. I had left her for twenty minutes, but a lot could happen in that time span. She should’ve been with me, by my side, so I could protect her.
Please let her be safe.
She screamed out for her sister, her voice unmistakable and sounding a lot closer than where I had left her. My stomach dropped as I spiraled around, 360 degrees, trying to place her body to her voice. I spotted her out of the corner of my eye, crawling across the floor over the shards of broken glass. With one hand on my gun, I reached out with my other and closed it around her ankle. She screamed in terror, a sound that vibrated throughout my whole body.
“I told you to stay put!” I shouted.
She glanced up at me wide-eyed and I dropped her ankle, holding out my hand for her to take.
“Nikki!” She exclaimed.
“Is half way to the middle of nowhere, now come on!” I demanded, pulling her to her feet. I looked her over quickly, making sure she was okay, finally able to breathe again. My eyes zeroed in on the gun she held, the barrel of it pointed towards the ground.
“I took it off a dead guy,” she explained nervously.
I stared at her for a second before nodding. “You know how to use it?”
“Aim and pull the trigger.”
If it was only that simple. It took a special breed to pull the trigger of a gun, a specific mentality. As tough as Adrianna was I didn’t think she had the balls or the mind frame to put a bullet into someone. Not even if they aimed a gun at her.
“If someone points a gun at you and I’m firing off at someone else, you shoot them. You understand? You don’t think you just pull that trigger because they’re not going to hesitate for one second about killing you.”
She swallowed hard as she stared at me blankly.
“Adrianna, do you understand?”
She nodded her reply before speaking. “Yes,” she whispered.
I leaned forward, pressing my lips to her forehead. “It’s going to be okay,” I murmured. “We’re going to get out of here.” I brought her close to my side and glanced around the club trying to figure the best way out of here. However, at every turn there was one of Vic’s guys fighting off two of the other players.
“Anthony!” Vic shouted.
I turned to the right and saw him holding a gun to some guy’s head, holding him in a headlock.
“Get her out of here!” He roared, pulling the trigger on the man he had been holding, his blood splattering onto Vic’s face before he dropped the body like a sack of potatoes. Adrianna screamed behind me witnessing her father commit murder. Vic reached into his suit and pulled out a silk handkerchief, wiping the blood from his face with it.
I grabbed Adrianna’s hand, turned around to escape the mayhem, and came face to face with Rico, Nikki’s boyfriend. His shirt was covered in blood and he had a crazed look in his eye.
“Where’s Nikki?” He asked me.
“She’s gone and you should get the fuck out of here too,” I told him.
He stared at me for a moment before his lips spread into a grin. Motherfucker!
I pushed Adrianna behind me and began to raise my gun but he was quicker, pointing the tip of my gun to the center of my forehead.
“What’re you doing Rico?”
“What’s it look like I’m doing?” He asked. “Surprise! You’re not the only hired killer fucking one of Vic’s daughters.”