Chapter 28: The Mirage, Part 5

"Let's go!" Annie yelled as we pushed other vamps aside at vamp speed, heading toward the back door with Boy Blue and Big Bird. Suddenly, a vamp lunged at Annie with a heavy wooden board, swinging it at her, but she blocked it, shattering it to pieces with a Jujitsu move. Then, Annie kicked him with both feet square in the chest, sending him flying across the bar. Annie landed gracefully on her feet, poised and ready for more. Then, she took out another vamp, literally picking him up and throwing him into three other vamps as I used Boy Blue to push through the back door.

Out the back we moved at vamp speed to the Mercedes, where it set, unharmed. Rick threw a wad of hundreds at the punks watching the van in the back of the club, who weren't asking questions as we escorted Boy Blue and Big Bird to the van.

"Thanks, man!" the punk said, his eyes growing wide seeing the bills.

"And you saw nothing," Rick said over his shoulder, speaking of the exchange. Big Bird was putting up a fight, so Rick punched him hard in the face, knocking him to the ground, then grabbed him by the throat and pushed him to the car.

"No problem, man!" the punk said, holding up his hands in surrender. "I don't want any trouble."

"Good," Rick smiled sweetly, punching Big Bird again. "Thanks!"

The punks watched in awe as Annie opened the back of the van and I pushed Boy Blue into the back. He kicked me in the chest, but I punched him hard in the face at vamp speed, shoving him into the van and climbing in, as Annie quickly shut the hatchback and Rick started the van.

Annie smiled sweetly, waving from the passenger side window as we peeled out of the parking lot. "Toodles!" she said to the punks, as she waved with a seductive smile.

"Bye," one punk waved, mesmerized, as he watched us go. Out the back of the van, I saw the other punks block the back door of the club, stopping the vamps inside, allowing us an escape, as I smiled to myself.

Tires squealed loudly as Rick drove down the alley to the street, hitting some vamps that were after us with the van as we pulled out. One flew over the top of the van and the other Rick ran over, while another landed on the hood, hanging on.

"Hey, get off my car, man!" Rick yelled loudly to the rogue vamp, who pulled back his fist, ready to punch through the glass. "Oh no you don't, you son of a bitch!" Rick yelled loudly as he expertly spun the van around, turning sharply onto the next street, sending Hoodie flying into a nearby building and nearly running over two humans in the process.

"What the hell is going on?" Boy Blue bellowed loudly inside the van, then eyed his friend. "We didn't do anything!" Big Bird tried to punch me, when Annie punched him first, knocking him out, while I restrained Boy Blue.

"Thanks, girl," I said to Annie, who nodded, then ripped a Kimber Solo 9mm autoloader from her boot and shoved it into Boy Blue's temple. "Not another word and not another move or I blow what little brains you have across the side of the van. Got it?"

Boy Blue laughed, knowing that a bullet to the brain probably wouldn't kill him, but would give him a headache he wouldn't forget. "With that thing?"

"You wanna find out?" Annie challenged as the corners of her lips curled. The weapon looked small, but was a brand new weapon, top of the line, guaranteed to splatter a vamp's brains halfway across a parking lot, even if it didn't kill him. It was an undercover issue.

Boy Blue's eyes grew wide, when she practically shoved it up his nose. "No, no!" he said, quickly changing his tune.

"He's all yours!" Annie said with a smile.

"Steve, what the hell?" Boy Blue yelled, eyeing me with fear in his eyes. Fear was good.

"She said not another word," I reiterated in Steve's velvet baritone, as I pulled out my Ballistics knife, strapped to my ankle. Rick drove quickly through the streets out of town, careful not to attract the attention of the humans. A few expert turns, and we were down a secluded back alley. We waited for a minute-nothing. We weren't followed.

Still looking like Steve, I pulled Boy Blue out of the back of the van with one hand, then shoved him against the concrete block building. It rattled. Rick and Annie stood guard. A man walked by, looking, and Rick flared his green eyes intently at the guy and said, "Walk away. You saw nothing." The guy wouldn't remember a thing. He turned and walked away.

"Who wants the kid?" I asked Boy Blue about Zac, while pounding his head into the concrete building. Then, I held him off the ground, pinned against the wall, waiting for an answer.

"What kid?" Moron replied. "Steve, you know what I know! What the hell?"

"Oh, you know a whole lot more than you're telling," I replied, holding the Ballistics knife against his throat, then slid it up his cheek, taunting. "And you're going to tell me everything."

"Go to hell!" Boy Blue replied, spitting venom in my face. I wiped it off, then shoved the knife into his throat so tightly that blood oozed from around the knife.

"I tell you what I'm going to do," I said sweetly, smiling. "I'm going to count to three, then I'm going to ram this knife up your ass."

"I don't know, man," Boy Blue said, finally looking worried.

"One ..."

He started sweating. "Please, man, come on ..."

"Two ..."

"I don't know anything, Steve! What the hell ..."

"Three!" Then I grabbed a hunk of cobalt blue hair and pulled his head back, brought the knife up to his throat, and ...