Nia pushed open the door and shot again, taking out the second guy.
Lacey was horrified because she’d never been around violence, but at the same time, she was extremely impressed. Now she wanted to learn how to handle a gun.
Nia unloaded all but the one gun she used and sat them down. “Make sure there aren’t any other guys.”
Kinley shook her head. “No. Oh, my God, the guard moved.”
“Where’s your phone?” Nia asked.
“Mine is under the bed in the bag,” Sienna said.
“Let’s get that and call an ambulance, and then one of the daddies while I move the guns and syringe away from the bad guys. Kinley and Lacey go grab towels and see to the guard.”
“Why are you taking a gun with us? They’re both dead.”
Nia turned to Lacey. “Yes, but we don’t know if another one will show up, so I want to be prepared.”
Lacey nodded.
“All right, let’s do this, girls,” Sienna said and opened the door.
Lacey and Kinley carefully walked around the two dead men, grabbed some towels out of the kitchen, and sat down next to the guy.
Kinley pressed the man down. “Be still, mister. We’ve got an ambulance on the way.”
“What the fuck happened? Where are those men at?” he asked.
“They’re both dead,” Lacey said.
“Who the hell killed them?”
“I did.”
Lacey glanced at Nia over her shoulder and saw Sienna on the phone.
“Listen, girl, carefully put the gun down before you hurt yourself.”
All four women laughed.
Nia snorted. “Mister, I can guarantee I’m a better shot than you. Just relax.”
The elevator door opened, and several men stormed in.
Cason got to her and yanked her into his arms. “Jesus Christ, I thought I’d lost you.”
“No, these girls kicked ass. They were so calm and cool.”
The elevator door opened again, and paramedics rushed in and started on the guard.
Lacey watched Travis take the gun from Nia, set it aside, and then pulled her into his arms.
“Nia shot the men.”
Cason sighed. “I know. I’m so sorry. We made sure we had guards everywhere by the doors and elevator, but none of us thought they propel down the building and shoot out the window.”
“I want to learn how to shoot,” Lacey said.
Cason groaned. “For God’s sake, let me deal with this first. I’m shaking.”
She tightened her arms around his waist. “It’s okay, Daddy.”
He snorted. “You're going to give me gray hair, aren’t you?”
She grinned up at him. “Probably.”