“Suppose we have to take the bitch with us?” GT asked, motioning to the woman on the floor.
“That’d help.”
My cell went off, and I looked at the display then swiped the screen. “Yeah.”
“Get the fuck out now. We’re about five minutes out,” Eli said quickly.
“On it.” Swiping it off and shoving it in my pocket, I announced, “Everyone roll. Cops are five out.”
A flurry happened all at once. More men with cuts came in, and I gave them quick chin lifts. There was no time to talk as everyone dispersed, including my guys. Everyone but Ollie who waited to talk to Eli.
Me, I had a fucking gunshot to deal with it.