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“Fuck. Sorry. You just know?—”
“No worries,” Ethan stopped him.
Jason sighed, and they made their way toward the car. He couldn’t wait to get back to Margery. He knew he was going to have to explain things, but at this point, he didn’t really mind. If he wanted this to work; he needed to tell her everything. She was the curious type and knew she would be bugging him for answers.
Bang. Bang.
Everyone drew their guns as bullets whizzed by them. Ethan started to shoot in the direction the noise had come from.
“Who the fuck is it?” Ren yelled as they took cover behind their car.
“You go left, I’ll go right, and the two of you cover us,” Ethan shouted as he pointed to Matthias. “It’s coming over by the bushes.”
“On it,” Ren confirmed.
Ethan crouched down next to the front tire and looked over at Matthias. He gave him a nod before turning around and taking a deep breath in.
“On the count of two. One. Two.”
All of them stood. Gunshot after gunshot rang through the space. Most of them missed him as he made his way toward the bushes. He trusted Jason and Ren to cover their asses. They wouldn’t be able to do everything, but they could do some.
Ethan crouched beside the dumpster and made eye contact with Matthias. There was a small car that he barely fit beside. It was one of those cube cars that wouldn’t do much if they started to shoot at him. Thankfully, their attention was on Ethan and not Matthias.
He held his hand up, showing three fingers. Time to kill them. Ethan took a deep breath and nodded, but before they could do anything, a searing hot pain went through his arm.
“Shit.” He clenched his jaw.
Ethan moved his body further behind the dumpster. He hadn’t even realized the shooter had moved positions.
“Boss, you good?” Jason yelled.
He groaned and nodded. Blood was running down his arm, soaking his shirt. Ethan turned to find Matthias standing up and shooting. A man screamed in pain and hit the ground.
“All clear,” Matthias confirmed.
Ethan stood and staggered over toward Matthias and the guy, clutching his arm. He didn’t know whether the bullet had gone all the way through or if it was just a graze.
“Do you need me to look at that?” Ren asked. “Or call Dahmere?”
“Do not call Dahmere. Not until we know how bad it is. I don’t need him saying something to Margery,” Ethan barked out.
Dahmere was one of their medical guys. He didn’t know as much as Brad, but he was still pretty dang good. Brad was currently at a medical conference to learn about who knew what, but it was important. They were always finding themselves hurt. Brad also needed to hold up his image. He was a well-known doctor in New York City with his own clinic. But what a lot of people didn’t know was he worked for Ethan. He had since the beginning.
Brad needed money to pay off his school debts, and Ethan helped him with it. In return, he was their doctor whenever they needed it. Sometimes, they went to his clinic when he was working, but most of the time, he came to the estate. It was easier that way; people didn’t ask as many questions.
“Got one still alive,” Matthias called out. “Unarmed.”
Ethan walked to them and loomed over the guy lying on the ground.
“Who sent you?” he asked.
The man coughed up blood but didn’t say anything.
“Who the fuck sent you?” Ethan yelled as he knelt next to him.
He grabbed his shirt and lifted him a little bit. Blood was running down the guy’s chin and landing on his chest.
“Fucking answer me!”
