Page 27 of Denial

“Court, what the fuck is goin’ on back there?” I hear King ask the man behind us while trying to make sure his cousin isn’t woken up.

I wait as Court talks to King.

“Fuck! Alright, I’ll make sure we get ahead of you guys,” King says, hanging up his phone and putting it back in his pocket. “Got some stupid fuck tryin’ to ram their SUV. Court wants you to speed the fuck up and get the hell away from here as fast as you can.”

Without a word, I press my foot down on the gas pedal and take off from where Court is still trying to hold off the asshole behind him. My eyes dart back and forth between the road in front of me and the mirror so I can try to keep track of what’s going on with Court. One second I look back and see Court’s SUV suddenly veer off and hit a ditch head on. The ass end of the SUV raises off the road and every instinct in me is saying to pull the fuck over and go help our friends. Instead, I have to keep racing forward as a huge black truck races to catch up to us.

“King, wake Hope up and make sure her seatbelt is fastened. You two protect her at all costs while I try to get the fuck away from this asshole,” I order my best friend he tries to wake his cousin up.

King wakes my girl up and she’s instantly alert. Hope tries to look over her shoulder to find out what’s going on behind us, but King and Raptor won’t allow her to give the truck any of her attention. She doesn’t need to see anything going on back there.

It doesn’t take long for the truck to catch up to us. I’m pushing the SUV to its fucking limits and I’m not going to push it much more because Hope is with us. I won’t risk her life in a car accident because we’re trying to get away from this fucker. I’d rather pull over and face him head on over risking her life. King and the other guys with us feel the same way.

“Gonna have to make some decisions here, Jinx,” King finally says just before the truck hits us from behind and it takes every ounce of strength I have to keep control of the SUV. “Hold the fuck on!”

“You two get Hope down so if the glass shatters she doesn’t get fuckin’ cut up by it. Cover her with the blanket to give her more protection,” I demand my voice hard and cold as the truck hits us once again and the SUV swerves all over the road.

Pressing a few buttons on the steering wheel to make a call, I make the call to Vault. I’m not gonna be able to hold this fucker off for long and we need some help.

“Jinx, where the fuck are you?” Vault answers his phone because I made the call earlier that we were leaving the cabin and heading home.

“Less than an hour from the city. Need some help, Vault. We got a truck on our ass. He’s hit us twice and taken out Court’s SUV. They’re in a ditch and I know they’ll call in as soon as they can. We couldn’t stop with this truck flyin’ up on our ass. King and Raptor got Hope buried on the floor in the back. Got her covered with a blanket in case the glass shatters somehow. We need guys to show up and help us get back home, Vault. Not gonna let this fucker hurt my girl so I can’t take any chances and risks like we normally would,” I tell our President as I listen to the sounds of movement on his end of the call.

“Got a group almost to you, Jinx. Killer’s with them. You protect his daughter. I want your exact location so they can get to you. I’ll tell you right now that Killer won’t take it easy on the truck rammin’ you. He’ll be out for blood and you have to let him take care of this shit,” Vault warns me as if I don’t know this about Hope’s dad.

“I know, Vault. Sendin’ you our location now. Message is comin’ from Bronx,” I inform him as Bronx sends the message to Vault.

“Killer’s about ten minutes from there,” he informs me once the message has come through. “Stay on that path you’re on and don’t deter for any reason. Let the truck hit you again if you have to. Killer’s speedin’ up as we speak to get to his daughter. He’s in a black truck and you’ll find two more trucks with him. Don’t let this fucker go, but be careful, Jinx.”

“We’ll do what we can,” I tell him, hanging up the phone and keeping my eyes on the road in front of us.

Every few seconds I glance back at the truck and see it getting ready to hit us once again. In seconds, the truck is ramming into the ass end of the SUV even harder than before. Hope screams out in fear and it makes my blood boil because I can’t do much of anything to protect her right this second as I try to focus on keeping us on the road and out of as much danger as possible. My hands grip the wheel as tight as possible and I press down just a little bit harder on the gas pedal so we can get the fuck outta here with as little damage as possible.

With my eyes on the road in front of us once more, I see a black truck that’s jacked up racing toward us. My gut tells me this is Killer coming to save us and I let out the breath I’ve been holding while trying to deal with this fucker just as my phone rings through the speakers of the truck.

“Killer, good to fuckin’ see ya,” I answer the phone as he flies by us as if he doesn’t know his daughter is in the SUV he just passed.

“My daughter okay?” he questions me without saying another word.

“Got her on the floor in the back between King and Raptor. She’s covered with a blanket so she doesn’t get cut with anythin’ that might fly through the truck. Or if the windows shatter somehow. Not gonna let my girl get hurt, Killer. I told you I’d protect her and that’s what I fuckin’ meant,” I promise the man who is going to fucking explode in a matter of seconds based on the tone of his voice.

“We’re gonna get behind the truck and ram it from behind. Once we have it stopped, I want you to go back to get Court and the guys with him. Don’t leave them the fuck out there alone. You know this. Right now, you’re doin’ the right thing, but we always go back for our men,” Killer orders me as I hear the tires squeal and know he’s turning around to get behind the truck so he can take him the fuck out.

“Got it, Killer. I want to be with you if you fuckin’ take him alive. Don’t deny me this, Killer,” I beg him knowing he’s going to unleash the second he gets the chance.

“Not gonna take that away from you, Jinx. Told you that before. Just keep Hope safe while we take out this fucker. Got your dad with me and you know how crazy he can be when it’s needed,” Killer informs me and I smile for the first time since this all started.

“I wanna see this asshole once you get him pulled over,” Hope suddenly says, popping out from under the blanket.

“Baby Girl, I don’t think that’s the best idea,” Killer says, his voice hesitant as he tries to figure out how to reason with his daughter.

“Dad, I deserve to see who is trying to hurt us all right now. What if it’s the hitman? None of you have seen him or heard his voice. I’m the only one who has. I know King and Fox haven’t been able to get any kind of audio from the day I was attacked. You need me as much as you want to keep me away from this, you can’t. Don’t be mad, Dad. I need this,” Hope states and we all know she’s telling the truth of the situation because she is the only one who’s heard the hitman.

“Baby Girl, you’re gonna give me a thousand more gray hairs and send me to the hospital before I’m much older. You can see him, but you don’t get fuckin’ close,” Killer relents and I know it’s taking everything in him to give Hope what she wants and needs right now.

“Love you, Dad. Be safe and don’t get hurt or Mom will hurt you even more,” she says before ducking back under the blankets and hiding once again.

We hear Killer swearing in the background as someone hangs up the phone. I want to laugh my ass off because I know my dad is the one who more than likely hung the phone up on Killer. If the situation wasn’t so serious, I could see my dad teasing the hell out of Killer about giving in to his daughter so easily. Even if Hope is using common sense, Killer wouldn’t have given in because the situation is going to be extremely dangerous if this is the hitman trying to take us out.

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