Chapter 83
Davien's P. O. V
I thought I had seen it all, but that was until I witnessed a livid white woman in a bathroom robe, firing shots and curses at men seeking our impending doom. Oh, and might I add, while her other hand was on the fucking wheel!
Our escape was never intended to be smooth. I merely used the two from earlier as a diversion to draw out the rest of the men from where my car was parked. At first, the plan was working, we were able to crawl out through the window and dashed for the car, whilst the hitmen busied themselves with trying to pry open the bedroom door.
However, it didn't take those men more than a half minute to redirect their attention to us, and catch up to us right before we got to the car.
"Get down!" I tossed the finger, phone and the gun Valerie nabbed from the passed out blondie into the passenger's seat through the rolled down window, then hugged Valerie into a crouching position, shielding her from the stray bullets.