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Chapter 32
Sky crept quietly behind the house and down the driveway. Her heart beat so loudly fearing one of the team might catch her. She didn't relax until the corner came in view. Razor was standing next to his bike patiently waiting for her. His smile widened as she approached and wrapped her arms around his neck. Sweetly, he kissed her on the cheek and wrapped his arms tightly around her. They held the embrace for a few moments, and then silently pulled away. They slipped onto the bike and sped away into the night. Sky had an uneasy feeling in her stomach that she couldn't shake. Her grip on Raz tightened as she closed her eyes wishing to wake up from the endless nightmare that was her life.
A black Mercedes sat idle in the dark alley. Simon sat in the driver's seat tapping his fingers on the wheel watching for Sky and Raz to arrive. He enjoyed the game of using her for his purposes. So easy it was for him to manipulate her feelings and control her every movement. He watched as the motorcycle pulled into the alley. A great laugh escaped his lips. One of his henchmen opened the door and Simon stepped out to greet them. "You're late. Don't let it happen again."
"Whatever." Sky popped off.
"Still the attitude. Are you bulletproof my dear?" Simon waved his hand and at once a man had a gun to Sky's temple. "All I have to do is say the word and you can join your mother."
The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and a shiver ran down her spine. "What do you want from me?" Defeated she dropped her gaze to the ground.
"Something a little different tonight. You'll be picking up a shipment and delivering it to a warehouse. Just one small catch, the shipment doesn't belong to me. It's your job to take possession by any means. The target is a yellow moving van with the words 'Eddie & Son' on the side. The truck is carrying a tracking device and you can use this GPS unit to locate it. You have one hour to deliver the truck and its goods to me or you won't be seeing the sun come up."
Sky glanced over to Raz with tears welling up in her eyes. She feared that even if they did the job tonight might be their last. Sky wished more than anything that she had told Vince that she loved him before she left. Raz gripped her hand and led her to the bike. He had the same sick feeling in his stomach, but he needed to be strong for her.
As they rode to the target Raz furiously thought of how he could get Sky out of the job. With a jolt an idea came to him. He slammed the brakes on the bike and brought it to a screeching halt. "Get off the bike."
Sky pulled up the visor on her helmet, "What? What the hell is wrong?"
Raz grabbed her hands and pushed her away, "You ain't going sweetheart. This is a solo mission."
"No. I can't let you do this. It's too dangerous."
He laughed at loud, "Who said you had a choice?" Raz pulled her arms away from him and pushed her off the bike. She landed hard on the ground and was a bit shaken up. He took the opportunity to make his getaway leaving her alone and confused.
Raz raced to the location of the truck to find what he suspected. It was a cover for a drug shipment and was heavily guarded. Simon had sent them to die. There was no way the two of them would have been able to take the truck. They would have been gunned down in an instant. He turned the bike around and headed back to Sky.
Sitting on the sidewalk, Sky kicked at the trash crowding the curb. Her silent prayers were sent towards Heaven pleading for Raz's safety. Her gaze was fixed on the dim stars that shown through the thick Los Angeles smog. A bright light coming down the road caught her attention. A lone headlight headed straight for her. She jumped up from the sidewalk and thanked God over and over for bringing him back to her.
"Ready to go?" He said then kissed her cheek.
"Of course let's go."
They made it about 10 blocks before Raz spotted the black Mercedes in his mirror. The car was coming up on them fast. He swerved to the side to avoid being hit from behind and picked up speed. Raz figured he could lose them in traffic. In and out the bike swerve through traffic, but was unable to shake the car. Simon leaned out the passenger window and fired at them. Raz swerved hard to the left and the Mercedes tried to follow suit. The car missed the opening and slammed into the back of another car erupting in flames. Sky looked back at the mangled mess and breathed a sigh of relief. Simon's reign over her was over. Raz pulled the bike to the side of the road and turned the engine off. They got off the bike and immediately Sky knew something was wrong. Raz took a few steps then collapsed on the ground. "Razor. Oh God." She unzipped his jacket and found a massive bullet wound to his stomach. "We have to get you to the hospital. Can you make it over to the bike?"
"I think so." His voice was low.
"Come on. Don't give up on me." She helped him to his feet and onto the bike. "Hold on as tight as you can ok. I'm going to get there as fast as I can."
Sky helped Raz into the ER entrance and begged for help. A team of doctors and nurses raced over to take him from her. A nurse asked her what happened, but Sky couldn't speak. She sat down in the chair the nurse motioned her to and stared down at the blood on her hands. What seemed like an eternity went by before the nurse came back to Sky. The look on her face told Sky that it was bad news. "The young man that you brought in tonight is in critical condition. It will be a while before we know if he will recover."
"May I see him?"
"I'm sorry, but he is sedated. I have brought his personal affects for you to take home with you. Is there a number where we can reach you if his condition changes?"
"Umm yeah. It's 555-9872. Call me if there's even the slightest change."
"I will do that."
"Thank you so much." Sky took the bag from the nurse and walked out the automatic doors into the cool night air. She hailed a taxi and instructed the driver to take her home.
The house was quiet when she arrived home giving her a chance to clean up the blood on her hand and clothes without the interrogation from the team. After a quick shower, Sky went down to Vince's room. He was sound asleep. Sky sneaked his keys out of the pocket of his jeans that were crumbled on the floor. On a small slip of paper she scribbled a note.
Hey Cuz,
Sorry but I needed to confiscate your wheels again.
Love ya, Princess
Quickly, she crept out of the house and drove off in the Maxima.
Chapter 32
Sky crept quietly behind the house and down the driveway. Her heart beat so loudly fearing one of the team might catch her. She didn't relax until the corner came in view. Razor was standing next to his bike patiently waiting for her. His smile widened as she approached and wrapped her arms around his neck. Sweetly, he kissed her on the cheek and wrapped his arms tightly around her. They held the embrace for a few moments, and then silently pulled away. They slipped onto the bike and sped away into the night. Sky had an uneasy feeling in her stomach that she couldn't shake. Her grip on Raz tightened as she closed her eyes wishing to wake up from the endless nightmare that was her life.
A black Mercedes sat idle in the dark alley. Simon sat in the driver's seat tapping his fingers on the wheel watching for Sky and Raz to arrive. He enjoyed the game of using her for his purposes. So easy it was for him to manipulate her feelings and control her every movement. He watched as the motorcycle pulled into the alley. A great laugh escaped his lips. One of his henchmen opened the door and Simon stepped out to greet them. "You're late. Don't let it happen again."
"Whatever." Sky popped off.
"Still the attitude. Are you bulletproof my dear?" Simon waved his hand and at once a man had a gun to Sky's temple. "All I have to do is say the word and you can join your mother."
The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and a shiver ran down her spine. "What do you want from me?" Defeated she dropped her gaze to the ground.
"Something a little different tonight. You'll be picking up a shipment and delivering it to a warehouse. Just one small catch, the shipment doesn't belong to me. It's your job to take possession by any means. The target is a yellow moving van with the words 'Eddie & Son' on the side. The truck is carrying a tracking device and you can use this GPS unit to locate it. You have one hour to deliver the truck and its goods to me or you won't be seeing the sun come up."
Sky glanced over to Raz with tears welling up in her eyes. She feared that even if they did the job tonight might be their last. Sky wished more than anything that she had told Vince that she loved him before she left. Raz gripped her hand and led her to the bike. He had the same sick feeling in his stomach, but he needed to be strong for her.
As they rode to the target Raz furiously thought of how he could get Sky out of the job. With a jolt an idea came to him. He slammed the brakes on the bike and brought it to a screeching halt. "Get off the bike."
Sky pulled up the visor on her helmet, "What? What the hell is wrong?"
Raz grabbed her hands and pushed her away, "You ain't going sweetheart. This is a solo mission."
"No. I can't let you do this. It's too dangerous."
He laughed at loud, "Who said you had a choice?" Raz pulled her arms away from him and pushed her off the bike. She landed hard on the ground and was a bit shaken up. He took the opportunity to make his getaway leaving her alone and confused.
Raz raced to the location of the truck to find what he suspected. It was a cover for a drug shipment and was heavily guarded. Simon had sent them to die. There was no way the two of them would have been able to take the truck. They would have been gunned down in an instant. He turned the bike around and headed back to Sky.
Sitting on the sidewalk, Sky kicked at the trash crowding the curb. Her silent prayers were sent towards Heaven pleading for Raz's safety. Her gaze was fixed on the dim stars that shown through the thick Los Angeles smog. A bright light coming down the road caught her attention. A lone headlight headed straight for her. She jumped up from the sidewalk and thanked God over and over for bringing him back to her.
"Ready to go?" He said then kissed her cheek.
"Of course let's go."
They made it about 10 blocks before Raz spotted the black Mercedes in his mirror. The car was coming up on them fast. He swerved to the side to avoid being hit from behind and picked up speed. Raz figured he could lose them in traffic. In and out the bike swerve through traffic, but was unable to shake the car. Simon leaned out the passenger window and fired at them. Raz swerved hard to the left and the Mercedes tried to follow suit. The car missed the opening and slammed into the back of another car erupting in flames. Sky looked back at the mangled mess and breathed a sigh of relief. Simon's reign over her was over. Raz pulled the bike to the side of the road and turned the engine off. They got off the bike and immediately Sky knew something was wrong. Raz took a few steps then collapsed on the ground. "Razor. Oh God." She unzipped his jacket and found a massive bullet wound to his stomach. "We have to get you to the hospital. Can you make it over to the bike?"
"I think so." His voice was low.
"Come on. Don't give up on me." She helped him to his feet and onto the bike. "Hold on as tight as you can ok. I'm going to get there as fast as I can."
Sky helped Raz into the ER entrance and begged for help. A team of doctors and nurses raced over to take him from her. A nurse asked her what happened, but Sky couldn't speak. She sat down in the chair the nurse motioned her to and stared down at the blood on her hands. What seemed like an eternity went by before the nurse came back to Sky. The look on her face told Sky that it was bad news. "The young man that you brought in tonight is in critical condition. It will be a while before we know if he will recover."
"May I see him?"
"I'm sorry, but he is sedated. I have brought his personal affects for you to take home with you. Is there a number where we can reach you if his condition changes?"
"Umm yeah. It's 555-9872. Call me if there's even the slightest change."
"I will do that."
"Thank you so much." Sky took the bag from the nurse and walked out the automatic doors into the cool night air. She hailed a taxi and instructed the driver to take her home.
The house was quiet when she arrived home giving her a chance to clean up the blood on her hand and clothes without the interrogation from the team. After a quick shower, Sky went down to Vince's room. He was sound asleep. Sky sneaked his keys out of the pocket of his jeans that were crumbled on the floor. On a small slip of paper she scribbled a note.
Hey Cuz,
Sorry but I needed to confiscate your wheels again.
Love ya, Princess
Quickly, she crept out of the house and drove off in the Maxima.