We hang up at the same time. I slam my fist down on the table before standing up. If only that call had come just a few minutes earlier.
I check my phone quickly. Renata’s trackers are both working fine. She’s wearing the jacket, or at the very least, she’s packed it. It shouldn’t take me long to catch up with her and bring her back.
I have no idea what I’m going to say to her once I do catch up to her. But I figure the truth is as good as anything. At this point, it may be our only way forward.
I make a quick call to my men. Donovan answers. “Boss?”
“Get together three men,” I tell him, “and meet me at the entrance. We’ve got an errand to run.”
“Will do, boss.”
I grab my jacket and head downstairs to the main entrance. The boys have already got the gate open and the rover’s parked out front with the engine on. Donovan is waiting by the passenger side door for me.
I give him a nod. “Are we all—”
The sudden and unmistakable sound of a gunshot swallows up the rest of my words.
The bullet whizzes so close that I practically feel it kiss my cheek as it zooms past. I hit the ground and grab my gun, ready to return fire.
But more shots are already raining down on us like fucking hail.