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“I don’t know if the house is surrounded, and we need to leave before the cops get here. I’m not answering questions until I’m ready.”
I nodded. Shock still numbing my true fear.
“Are you ready to fire? I need you to duck down. The sides of the car should be strong enough to withstand a few bullets if we can speed past. I’m going to bust out of my garage. It rises too slow and puts us in more danger,” he said before he started the ignition, put the car in reverse, and hit the gas. We sped back so fast that the garage door splintered, and we smashed a man holding a gun. Three other men fired at the car. Gavin masterfully turned the wheel and sped off down the street before any bullets could hit the car. I cautiously looked back. Gavin’s house was partially blown up. One man was being stomped by DeLuca men. The two other men brandished their guns, trying to get the angry mob who lived in the block to leave them alone. Gavin’s house was partially blown in. This was DeLuca territory, and those men were about to be handled by his people.
I turned back around as Gavin weaved in and out of traffic, trying to get to the nearest bridge or tunnel. “We don’t have phones.”
“I have an emergency one in the glove department. Dial 555-346-7895 and give me the phone.”
“Gavin, where are you?” Brocco sounded scared and relieved when he answered the call. “The men told me you were gone. They took care of Brazino’s men.”
“They must have used special bullets to go through my glass. They bombed my house,” I exclaimed in disbelief.
“Where are you?”
“Driving. Me and Storm. Need to get away. Call you when I return. Find a place to hide for a few days. Will connect with you soon.”
Gavin clicked off and looked at me. “Call your brothers, let him know we’re okay. That we’re going to be away for a few days.”
“Okay.” With shaky fingers, I called Pierre. “Listen, someone just tried to kill Gavin. I don’t know if they were gunning for me too. They shot up his bedroom, and it exploded. We got out of there.”
“What? Are you serious? Where are you now?”
“Gavin wants out of the city for a while, and I don’t blame him. We’ll call you when we get back or once we get settled wherever we hole up.”
“Sis, I love you. Take care of you.”
“Take care of you. Think you need to lay low, too.”
I then called Xavier.
“Hey, thought you wouldn’t call me for the next few days. Figured you would be all locked up and away on your honeymoon.” Xavier sounded uncharacteristically happy, which brought tears to my eyes. He’d really accepted our union.
Trying to keep the panic and tears out of my voice, I announced, “Gavin and I were ambushed. They shot through his bedroom and threw a bomb or something. We barely made it out alive.”
“Baby girl...Stormie... listen, where are you now?” His voice was now shaky. “Come to the shop so I can protect you. Please.”
I shook my head like he could see me. “We’re getting away. We need to think. You need to get somewhere and be safe, too.”
“Yeah, but...hey...hey...I’m on the phone...” then shots rang out.
I yelled bloody murder, “Xavier!” More yells and shouts, none of which sounded like my brother’s voice, and then the phone went dead.
Gavin punched the steering wheel and cursed, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Brazino ambushed us all. He just started an all-out war.” He suddenly turned the car around and drove back in the direction we’d just left.
“What are you doing?”
Gavin didn’t say a word as he drove until we crossed over the Brooklyn Bridge into lower Manhattan. When we arrived at a pizza shop in the middle of a neighborhood, he ordered, “Get in the driver’s seat, and I want you to leave me if I’m not out in three minutes. I have over $100,000 in this car with access to more until you can get set up again.”
I wanted to scream for him not to get out of the car and that we could drive anywhere and just be together. I didn’t want to lose him, too. I wanted to yell so much, but Gavin wasn’t that man who could walk away when his family was hurt. Xavier St. James had become family, and someone had to pay. Tears flowed down my face as I steeled myself to the fact that he may not return alive. He kissed me hard before he hopped out. I eased across the console and revved up the engine, prepared to leave with or without him. I nervously scanned the street, looking for witnesses. It was still early in the day, not yet ten in the morning. People going to work were already at work, and everyone else nestled in their homes. I tried to look into the window of the pizza shop, and as soon as I squinted, a body crashed through the window. Gavin stepped through and over the broken glass. A vengeful Gavin emptied his gun into Brazino before he jumped into the car, and I sped off. We were no longer Romeo and Juliet. We’d become Bonnie and Clyde.
Chapter 9
Gavin
I burst open the door to the pizza shop that Brazino owned. I knew the rat bastard would hide in plain sight at his restaurant. I came in blasting. Picking off three of his henchmen and the baker in the kitchen, I stalked to the back. Brazino came out of his office with a gun that I quickly shot out of his hand.
“You can’t kill me. I have a camera,” he yelled.
