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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“Get those fucking things off your feet,” he says and I hurry to pull them off, standing barefoot on the

make a run for it,” he says, gesturing a hand out towards the golf course spreading out before us. “Across the

go, you two run.”

a little, and he steps close to me, taking my face sternly between his fingers. “Do not fall apart on

quickly, working to do as he says – pull myself together – and then he crouches down, ready to cover us as we go. “One,” he says, and Daniel

there’s a long pause…I almost look back,

hand in his. I work hard to keep up, but he’s faster, more

me-

legs to whirl, to push, to run as

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Gifts

– Flee–2

sound of gunshots ringing out behind us, of

something tugs on the back of my dress but then it’s

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

live fire as he goes at dark forms chasing him

he stumbles, grabbing his

trying to turn back –

Daniel yells, gripping my

dad –”

go! Don’t

but the decision is made for me as Daniel’s hand pulls me forward, locked around mine. I follow him, my breath coming fast and sharp in

larger, a copse of

we’re under their boughs, I fall to my

the spikes of old dry needles that press into my palms and legs. “Please, Daniel -” I say, sucking air into my lungs “I just need – just one minute –”

says, crouching down next to me, looking around warily. “I think…I think we may be okay

we may have

ground, on getting air back into my lungs, the sweet feel of it bringing

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 you done

hand on my shoulder. “It doesn’t get…better. But you stop being so shocked, after your

ruefully, then, realizing that Daniel means that this won’t be the last time this happens to him, or to me.

ask more when a dark figure comes into