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“There’s a few more in the truck, too!”
“You stupid… were you followed? Are the cops on their way here?” Another voice shouts from my left, signaling every body in the building to draw their guns, aiming them right at me.
“No!”
“I should let them kill the both of you and be done with it,” the president growls, reaching for his gun.
I’m around the table before I know what I’m doing, right up in his face. “You’re not going to do a damn thing! Get him a doctor!”
He’s taken aback, cocking his head in shock at my outburst.
“You owe him!”
“I don’t owe anyone shit.”
“Then he’s too valuable for you to let die. Who’s gonna clean up your messes from now on? Especially when your thugs didn’t finish the fucking job!”
His eyes narrow at the last statement.
“What’s she talking about?” he asks to no one in particular. “Gabe? Red?”
The two drunks who helped me freeze.
“One of the bodies wasn’t dead. Shot him twice before he took the guy’s head off.”
A moment of silence settles over the crowd gathering around us.
It’s broken by a piercing shout from the hallway. “Grandpa, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
The old man visibly flinches, backing off enough to look behind him.
Of all the people I expected to see tonight, Ora Clive was not on the list.
“Get that gun out of my friend’s face this instant! And why is she covered in blood? Why is everybody standing around? Has anyone gone to get Doc?” Her tirade rushes in like a hurricane, sending the entire audience to my confrontation into motion, putting away guns, a few running for cover.
It’s like a bomb went off.
The president is scowling, but he complies, continuously opening his mouth to protest, never getting a word out in the midst of the onslaught of Ora’s fit. I can’t help but smile, even despite my worry for Gavin.
“Ora! Go back—” he finally shouts as she shoots past him.
She’s on me in a second, checking me from head to toe for injuries.
“Not mine,” is all I manage through the rambling fuss.
“Doc’s on his way, he’ll get your man-toy put back together. Where have you been? I texted you yesterday but I figured you wouldn’t be available for lunch. What about Tuesday? I have this little bar I wanted to check out that popped up over in…”
“Ora Lynn!” the president bellows over the din, silencing everyone in the vicinity. “Who is this young lady?”
“Grandpa, this is Hell. She’s awesome. And apparently, she lives with the mother-fucking Eraser. I didn’t put those pieces together before. Hell, this is my overbearing grandfather, Xavier Clive. The mooks around here call him X, or Clive.”
“H–Hellena. Nice to meet you.” I’m numb.
He offers me a big, rough hand, clearly annoyed to have to exchange pleasantries. “I’d say it’s a pleasure, but…”
“But there’s a burly, dangerous killer bleeding out on our table. How’d that happen, exactly?” Ora barrels on.
“That’s what I intend to find out. In the meantime, I’m going to decide what to do with them. Stay with her, ” X rumbles.
