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driving on the road. Local police really needed to get it together, though it wouldn’t have surprised him to find that many cops were involved with the cartels.
A shot barely missed his head, and he threw his arm behind him and aimed at the windshield. The car swerved and fell back. It looked like it was going around to the other side of the truck. Andy knew that meant bad news because they’d be headed for the passenger side of the truck. They’d try to jump out and break in. Hopefully, they weren’t that well balanced and they would just fall out onto the concrete and eat their own tires.
“How’s everyone doing back there?” He needed to check in with his team before he asked for help. He didn’t want to leave cargo undefended. If they let anything get taken there would be hell to pay for sure.
“They’re going for one of the trucks, trying to climb on it. There’s the car up there with you and then one more.” Rebecca was the one to answer. Two cars meant he could take them even if there were four or five in each car.
“Okay, I want five of us on each. These guys are doing the same thing and I need backup.”
“Roger,” said a choir of voices at once, and sure enough, he saw Rebecca and Zoey headed up the lane behind the car. Frank was still riding behind the truck, and he signaled for Mitchell, another one of the older members, to take his side.
He could hear shots ringing out on the other side of the truck of merch he was riding next to, so he sped up to keep even with the driver and see what was happening. He could tell that the driver had been wounded which really scared him. His arm was bleeding, but at least he still had one arm to drive and his leg.
He could see the Mexican man from the cartel hanging off of the passenger side of the eighteen wheeler. But by the way he kept moving, Andy could tell that the others were either aiming at him or trying to knock him down. The guy’s gun shot off as he lost control of it, almost slipping off the truck. The bullet hit the driver right in the shoulder, causing the eighteen wheeler to swerve and almost hit Andy. Things were about to get really bad.
The guy jumped down back into the car, and it drove off, the other vehicle speeding past Andy’s left. They were getting the heck out of dodge which wasn’t good news as they approached the border. The driver was losing blood and strength. His face looked gaunt with pain and blood loss. That’s when he saw Zoey swing her way into the vehicle. She had abandoned her bike and jumped off of Rebecca’s. He’d owe her a new bike for sure after the save. She must have been an acrobat in another life.
He waved a thanks to her as she ordered the driver to let her take over and duck into the back to clean up. She slowed down and tugged her gloves off and rubbed her makeup off. She was starting to look more the part a little. Hopefully, she wouldn’t cause too much suspicion. Andy prepared to go through his usual sure ticket in as he let out a breath he’d been holding. He’d definitely gotten the action he had been looking for.
CHAPTER NINE
Melanie woke up to the sound of banging on her door. Her head pounded with the sound, and it annoyed her. All the lights were out in her apartment other than a lamp in the bedroom, and she was laying on the floor in front of her couch, the credits rolling on the movie she had meant to watch.
Two bottles, one empty, one half full, sat next to her, and her slip was all twisted up above her belly button. She could feel that her hair was matted and a mess as well. She ignored the knocking on the door, knowing she was not ready to face anyone yet whether it be a salesman, her friends, or her own mother, to whom she hadn’t admitted yet that she had broken up with Andy.
Mother’s Day had come and gone and Melanie had kept her face on around her mother, faking a happy life and a smile. It was something she was an expert at.
A shot barely missed his head, and he threw his arm behind him and aimed at the windshield. The car swerved and fell back. It looked like it was going around to the other side of the truck. Andy knew that meant bad news because they’d be headed for the passenger side of the truck. They’d try to jump out and break in. Hopefully, they weren’t that well balanced and they would just fall out onto the concrete and eat their own tires.
“How’s everyone doing back there?” He needed to check in with his team before he asked for help. He didn’t want to leave cargo undefended. If they let anything get taken there would be hell to pay for sure.
“They’re going for one of the trucks, trying to climb on it. There’s the car up there with you and then one more.” Rebecca was the one to answer. Two cars meant he could take them even if there were four or five in each car.
“Okay, I want five of us on each. These guys are doing the same thing and I need backup.”
“Roger,” said a choir of voices at once, and sure enough, he saw Rebecca and Zoey headed up the lane behind the car. Frank was still riding behind the truck, and he signaled for Mitchell, another one of the older members, to take his side.
He could hear shots ringing out on the other side of the truck of merch he was riding next to, so he sped up to keep even with the driver and see what was happening. He could tell that the driver had been wounded which really scared him. His arm was bleeding, but at least he still had one arm to drive and his leg.
He could see the Mexican man from the cartel hanging off of the passenger side of the eighteen wheeler. But by the way he kept moving, Andy could tell that the others were either aiming at him or trying to knock him down. The guy’s gun shot off as he lost control of it, almost slipping off the truck. The bullet hit the driver right in the shoulder, causing the eighteen wheeler to swerve and almost hit Andy. Things were about to get really bad.
The guy jumped down back into the car, and it drove off, the other vehicle speeding past Andy’s left. They were getting the heck out of dodge which wasn’t good news as they approached the border. The driver was losing blood and strength. His face looked gaunt with pain and blood loss. That’s when he saw Zoey swing her way into the vehicle. She had abandoned her bike and jumped off of Rebecca’s. He’d owe her a new bike for sure after the save. She must have been an acrobat in another life.
He waved a thanks to her as she ordered the driver to let her take over and duck into the back to clean up. She slowed down and tugged her gloves off and rubbed her makeup off. She was starting to look more the part a little. Hopefully, she wouldn’t cause too much suspicion. Andy prepared to go through his usual sure ticket in as he let out a breath he’d been holding. He’d definitely gotten the action he had been looking for.
CHAPTER NINE
Melanie woke up to the sound of banging on her door. Her head pounded with the sound, and it annoyed her. All the lights were out in her apartment other than a lamp in the bedroom, and she was laying on the floor in front of her couch, the credits rolling on the movie she had meant to watch.
Two bottles, one empty, one half full, sat next to her, and her slip was all twisted up above her belly button. She could feel that her hair was matted and a mess as well. She ignored the knocking on the door, knowing she was not ready to face anyone yet whether it be a salesman, her friends, or her own mother, to whom she hadn’t admitted yet that she had broken up with Andy.
Mother’s Day had come and gone and Melanie had kept her face on around her mother, faking a happy life and a smile. It was something she was an expert at.
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