Page 123 of Possess Me
“We need to get the hell out of here.” My snarl was laced with anger.
“There are vehicles outside.” Alessandro wiped his face, immediately scanning the warehouse.
“There’s no one else. Just the two,” she said as she moved closer. Her eyes darted back and forth across mine. They spoke volumes about both fear and strength.
Additional gunfire rained all around us.
“Get us out of here, Alessandro,” I told him.
“With pleasure. Follow me.”
I gave Fallon a look and she nodded before reaching down to Bella. “Stay right with us, girl.”
The dog wasn’t going anywhere. When we were out of this fucking hell hole, the furry baby would be treated like a queen. Steak would be on the menu.
Alessandro headed toward the door, peering out twice before motioning to us. As soon as we were outside, we took off running in a different direction than the dirt road.
Gunfire continued, along with some shouts, but we refused to stop. I kept her in front of me, constantly turning to double check we weren’t being followed.
We’d gone maybe two hundred yards when the hair on the back of my neck stood on end. Spinning around, I fired at will, catching two assailants who’d tried to sneak up on us.
To both Bella’s and Fallon’s credit, neither one made a noise and the woman I couldn’t get enough of had her weapon in both hands, ready to fire if and when necessary.
We continued on. Another sound. Another moment of silence.
Carlos and Stefano appeared, both carrying automatic weapons. Stefano was Alessandro’s brother, his usual jovial side all but gone. I could tell by the look in his eyes. If what Mikhail had said was correct, the Costa family had experienced at least one issue with Bruni that had left them bitter and out for blood.
Fuck, yes, I was glad they’d been sent as backup.
“What’s the situation?” I asked Carlos.
“The bastards got five of my men, but we got four of theirs.”
“Add three more to the list,” I said, half laughing. “How far to the vehicles?”
“A half mile,” Alessandro answered. “Both DiAngelo and Gio are with us.”
The two other brothers, Gio having married my cousin. He was considered the Don and had easily filled his father’s shoes. Up until now, I hadn’t offered him much more than a nod of respect.
Maybe things would change now that I was allowing Italians to be seen in a different light.
I almost grinned at the thought even though there was nothing to be jovial about at this point. We were still in danger. There was also a possibility the Cubans had been paid off, which would make flying off the island next to impossible.
Today wasn’t a good day for a massacre so I’d need to use my negotiating skills.
And sign one hell of a check.
Anything to keep Fallon safe. Anything.
Carlos shook his head. “We should have them surrounded, but we can’t rule out there were more in the plane waiting.”
“To ambush us,” I finished. “We’ll be ready for them. Plane secure?”
“As of two minutes ago, yes.”
Nodding, I glanced at Fallon. “You up for this?”
She lifted her gun higher into the air, glancing at the other men. “Get us out of here. It’s time to go home.”
