They headed back to Bobby's car and waited outside the Gardens for Damian to show up.
"I just don't get it. Why would someone hire a killer to shoot mom?" Jerry said sitting in the back seat.
"Here's an idea how about we wait for this son of a bitch to get here and ask him."
"Man yall do what you gotta do, I got gymnastics man. Let me out."
Bobby and Angel snickered."You got your leotard on Jerry?"
"Go to hell man you know what I mean. Girls got a schedule, they got gymnastics I gotta take'em. C'mon," Bobby got out the car and let Jerry out the car.
"Why don't you take Cracker Jack with you, he's very flexible?" Bobby
"Shut up Bobby you're the one who took ballet."Jack aid defensively.
"Alright Jerry."
"Alright guys." Jerry ran across the street to his car and drove away.
Chris sat in her car behind Bobby's and waited. She waved to Jerry as he left and turned her radio.
Then she saw the dude and turned her car off and walked over to Bobby's window, knocking on it.
She waited for her brothers to get out of the car before following Damian in to the apartment building. When they caught up to him he was about to get on the elevator.
"Hey Damian!" Bobby called as he pulled put his gun and held it up. The dude saw the gun and panicked, the second the elevator doors opened he flew in and jammed on the close button.
"Damnit Bobby why the hell do you always have to pull out that fucking gun!" Chris yelled as they ran towards the elevator. They got there as soon as the door was closing. "Shit! Bobby you and Angel start running up the stairs Jack and I'll tell you when it stops. Go!"
Bobby and Angel shot towards the stairs as Chris and Jack waited for the light on the elevator to stop. Jack stood jittery and counting under his breath but Chris just stood quietly and waited. Sixth floor, that's when it stopped. Jack ran to the stairs,
"Six! It stopped at six!" he yelled up to them. "C'mon."
"No, we'll never make it up there in time to do anything even in the elevator. Stay in here and wait for them."
"Where are you going?"
"I'm just going outside for a minute. Stay here in case the ass-hole comes down."
"Ok."
Chris walked outside for some air to clear her heard. After a while She heard gun shots that sounded like they were close. She stood closer to the wall and took her gun out. She walked along the wall to the corner where the shots were coming from and could hear Bobby yelling.
She looked around the corner and saw the guy hanging from a rope trying to climb down, he had a gun and was shooting up at Bobby who was shooting down at him. Chris pulled out her cell phone and called Angel.
"What?"
"Cut the damn rope!"
"Where are you?"
"I'm outside watching Bobby waste bullets. Cut the damn rope and let the motherfucker fall."
Angel hung up the phone and the next thing Chris knew the dude was falling and hit the ground hard. She ran over to him and picked up is gun on the way.
"That looks like it hurt." She said looking down at him. The bone in his leg was sticking right out and bleeding.
"Please, please call 911." he begged clutching his leg.
"I will, as soon as you tell me who paid you to lie to the cops."
"I-I don't know what you're talking about c'mon call an ambulance."
Chris was starting to get angry and was tempted to just shoot the bastard right there but then she wouldn't have anymore leads. She knelt down next to him and grabbed is injured leg and squeezed it. Damian let out a loud scream in pain.
"Do I look like a fucking idiot to you? Now whoever shot up that liquor store a few weeks ago paid you to tell the cops that it was a gang shooting. I want their names and were I can find them!"
"Please j-just call me an ambulance."
"What do you think should I call and ambulance?" she asked her brothers as they walked over to her.
"You mean for my dog bites? Nah I'm find."
"C'mon man."
"Who paid you?" Angel yelled.
He didn't answer so Chris squeezed his leg again but harder this time. He let out another scream but didn't say anything.
"You know what fuck this. Let's go, this son of a bitch isn't gonna say anything so let's just leave his ass here. With this wind and snow he'll be dead within the hour." Chris said standing up and walking away. her brothers followed behind her.
"Are we really gonna leave him there?" Jack asked as soon as they were out of ear shot.
"No, we're just gonna wait for him to crack."
"How do you know he will?"
"With that Chinese spare rib poking out if is leg? It's not gonna take long." Bobby said.
Jack looked back to Damian laying on the ground.
"Well don't look at him you jackass!" Angel yelled hitting him on the shoulder.
"C'mon man, ok-ok I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything please!" Damian called.
"Let's go." Chris walked back over to him, her brothers behind her.
"I'll tell you just call me an ambulance."
"No, no. Tell me who paid you and where I can find them and depending on if I think you're telling me the truth or not I'll call an ambulance." He hesitated and thought for a second. "Or I could just shoot your other leg, then I'll shoot your arm and so on until you tell me what the hell I want to know!"
"Ok."
He spilled everything right there and told them everything he knew. He even threw in a description of the guys.
After explaining to him that if he told the cops about them they would kill him without a second thought Jack called the hospital and made them aware of a failed suicide attempt in the gardens.
A/N: I know this chapter is long over due but school has me swamped. I promise to get the next one up faster.
-3bz.