Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Gifts

Chapter 30 – Flee-1

Daniel grabs me by the hand, pulling me to the south side of the room where a terrace balcony runs. Kent is close behind us, providing cover. There’s a door there at the corner of the room and I’m filled with relief when I see it – but suddenly, a man jumps in front of it –

A man all in black, wearing a ski mask

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I stop short and start to pull Daniel back, but my act is disrupted when I hear a BANG at my ear and scream again, clutching the side of my face.

The man in front of us falls and Daniel bolts forward, dragging me with him, I turn slightly to look behind at Kent and see a gun in his hand-

What the – how the hell did he

“Go, Fay!” he yells at me, clearly frustrated at my delay.

I nod and turn my attention back to Daniel, who reaches the door and pushes it open, pushing me against the wall.

Kent darts out, quickly scanning – then I hear more noise, see his finger pulse again as he shoots –

There are screams, thumps – I hardly have any time to process anything as Kent yells “clear!” and Daniel pulls me through the door. We run ahead of Kent then as he follows closely behind, watching our backs.

All of a sudden, I realize that there are bodies that we’re stepping over – there’s blood on the ground – one of the men on the ground moans, reaching for his gun and I skitter away. Before he can reach it, though, we’re beyond him.

Panic is rocketing through me, so much that I can’t think, can only act – can only follow Daniel wherever he’s leading me –

We run to the end of the terrace and wait for Kent to pass us. He goes down the stairs first, expertly sweeping the area, firing efficiently at the threats he sees. Daniel looks anxiously behind us, but no one comes through the door –

“Clear!” Kent shouts up and we start down the stairs. “Fucking hurry, Daniel!” he shouts, and I almost stumble in my haste.

When we get to the bottom there is a moment of quiet where we huddle together with Kent.

“Listen to me,” Kent says, his eyes darting between us. “I don’t know who did it, but this is a setup, targeted at us. They want one of us – maybe all of us his eyes shift to me, “Maybe just Fay. So we have got to get out of here, fast.”

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and I nod and I feel my panic subside just a very little

sweep over me then, lighting on my stilettos. “Get those fucking things off your feet,” he says and I hurry to pull them off, standing barefoot on the cement at the bottom of the stairs. Then, he looks around once more.

hand out towards the golf course spreading out before us.

say go, you two run.” He

taking my face sternly between his fingers. “Do not fall apart on me now, Fay,” he

nod quickly, working to do as he says – pull myself together – and then he crouches down, ready to cover us as we

a long pause…I almost look

his. I work hard to keep

me-

myself, willing my legs to whirl, to push, to run as fast as I

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Gifts

– Flee–2

of gunshots ringing out behind us, of

point, something tugs on the back of my

a moment, and see that there’s a body behind me what tried to

too, squeezing off live fire as he goes at dark forms chasing him

stumbles,

slowing, trying to

yells, gripping my hand harder and yanking me forward.

dad –”

told us to go! Don’t turn back!”

is made for me as Daniel’s hand pulls me forward, locked around mine. I follow him, my

larger, a copse of

I

ground as well, ignoring the spikes of old dry needles that press into my palms and legs.

think…I think we may be okay for now

we may have

on getting air back into my lungs, the sweet feel of it bringing clarity to my thoughts, to my

looking up at Daniel with worry and horror on my face. He’s much calmer than me, both physically and mentally. “How are you so okay – have

shrugs. “Once or twice,” he says, putting a hand on my shoulder. “It doesn’t get…better. But you stop being so shocked,

won’t be the last time this happens to him, or to me. This is part of

open my mouth to ask more when a dark figure comes into sight. Both Daniel and I