I show it to Kane, and he frowns but I don’t give him time to object. My brother knows what I know. Tonight was all about an agenda, and we need to know who was behind it all. I hurry through the crowd and into the kitchen, continuing on to the rear alley doorway. I step outside to find Andrew there waiting. He motions for the security guard, an off-duty cop, to step inside a minute. When he resists, I flash my badge and he complies. When we’re alone, Andrew says, “What the hell was that?”
Apparently, it’s the one thought we can all cohesively manage. “I suspect an attention grab set-up by Pocher, but I don’t know. The men are in custody but I talked to the police chief right after they were brought in and they’re not talking.”
I never get the chance to say more. Suddenly, two black SUV’s floor it down the alley towards us from either direction. Andrew and I reach for our weapons but several armed men jump out from behind the industrial dumpsters and we’re surrounded. The SUV’s halt and the doors open. More men pile out, and we now have a good ten guns pointed at us.
“What is this?” Andrew whispers to me.
The answer comes when a man steps out of the rear of one of the vehicles. It’s Kane’s uncle. He motions to the door. “Let’s chat, Lilah.”
“I’m not getting in that vehicle with you.”
“Either you get in, or we kill your brother. Your choice.”
“Do not get into that vehicle, Lilah,” Andrew hisses. “If you do, you won’t get back out alive.”
THE END…FOR NOW