Page 47 of The Soul of Archer
"Ah, now that's where you're wrong Agent Jameson. It's not over." Ian smiled.
Danny tightened his grip on his .40, his eyes trained firmly on Ian. What was going down that he had no idea, but the immediate threat was Ian. Almost in slow motion, Danny watched Ian remove what looked like a .357, raise it, and aim. Without even thinking, Danny sprang into action. Danny heard the report of the pistol, then felt the burning, white hot flame of pain shoot through him as he crashed into Ethan and sent both crashing to the concrete floor.
"Danny! Danny, talk to me!" Ethan demanded, rolling Danny onto his back.
"Fuck!" Danny snarled. "Ethan, go after them."
"I'm not leaving you..."
"Dammit, I'm fine. Go get the fuckers."
Ethan nodded, squeezed his hand and took off after the Malconi's. Ethan barreled down the corridor after Ian, anger surging through him giving him a burst of speed. He was mere feet from the bastard when Ian shoved through a set of double doors and before Ethan could reach them, the doors slammed closed. Ethan managed to slow down before he plowed into them, then put his full strength against them only to find them locked.
"FUCK!" Ethan screamed.
Slipping his gun back into its holster, Ethan turned and hurried back to where he had left his brother-in-law. When he got back to Danny, he found the man sitting up and Gage was kneeling beside him examining Danny's arm.
"How is he, Gage?" Ethan asked, kneeling on Danny's other side.
"He'll be fine boss. The bullet was a through and through. I think he may need a few stitches though." Gage answered, wrapping gauze around the wound.
Danny looked over at Ethan, "The Malconi’s?"
Ethan ran a hand through his hair, "The bastards got away. I almost had him, but he made it through a set of double doors and either locked them or blocked them."
"Shit." Danny hissed. "Well, we got his men and members of the Lobos as well as the shipment. Let's get started on..."
"You're not doing anything buddy except going to the nearest hospital and getting checked out." Tony interrupted.
"Tony's right Danny. We'll handle things here. You go and get that arm checked out. Personally, I don't want to have your sister kick my head in because you didn't get checked out right away." Grant added.
"My arm can wait." Danny argued.
Ethan laid a hand on the younger man's shoulder, "Danny, I'm with Tony and Grant here. Look, I'll take you myself and once the docs take care of you, I'll bring you right back here. Deal?"
"Fine. But I'm doing this under protest." Danny grumbled.
***
Lance was pulled from sleep by his cell vibrating on the nightstand. He grabbed it and was instantly awake at seeing Ethan's name. He carefully slipped from the bed so as not to awaken Alora and left the room. "Is it done?"
"Both Malconi's got away."
Lance walked into the living room and dropped onto the sofa. "Damn. Was anyone hurt?"
Ethan was silent for a few moments, which worried Lance,"Danny was hit. Ian Malconi drew a gun and fired at me, but Danny shoved me out of the way. He's okay, luckily it was a through and through. I took him to the hospital, he got a few stitches, but he's fine."
"Have you told Krista yet?"
"No. We'll tell her once we get back. We did however get Malconi's men, members of the Lobos and the shipment. Jimmy and Cain are going to be escorting the prisoners back to Austin in a few hours with a few of Danny's guys. Me and the others are helping to get the rest of the evidence ready to take back. We'll be back in Austin sometime tomorrow evening."
"Alright. Alora and I will be back Monday around noon. We can be back sooner if you need..."
"No, Monday afternoon is soon enough. As soon as you two get back, I want you both at Blackout. We need to figure out what to do about your woman's safety."
Lance ran a hand through his hair. “We’ll head there as soon as we land then.”
“Sounds good. Well, I got to go. They’re done stitching Danny up so we’re heading back to the dock. You and Alora try and enjoy the rest of the weekend and I’ll see you on Monday. Tell your folks hi for me.”
