Getting to my feet, I checked her thoroughly for any wounds.
“I think she’s okay,” my brother Shadow said, doing the same thing. “She’s just scared.”
“What the hell happened?” I whispered before kissing her forehead.
Max shouted, “Roll Call!” After a few minutes, every brother was accounted for, though a few of them had been hit, most were flesh wounds. Looking around the room, I counted heads myself, making sure everyone who was supposed to be here was, and they were, alive. I spotted Viper tending to Shamrock, who had taken a bullet to his shoulder.
“Momma,” I heard Becca squeal spotting her mother. I turned as I listened to my little girl call out for her mother. The few seconds of calm vanished instantly. Men all around me got slowly to their feet. Max stepped in front of Remi, shielding her from what was about to happen. I carefully handed my daughter to Shadow. “She is yours to protect brother. I’m putting her life in your hands.”
“She will be safe,” Shadow replied, quickly leaving, taking my daughter with him.
“Baby, it’s going to be okay,” I said, reaching behind me for the gun I kept at my back.
“I love you,” Mia whispered as tears fell freely down her cheeks. Her face pale from the blood loss. She was hurt and, from the looks of it, badly.
“I know, baby,” I replied, moving closer.
“Give me Remi, or this bitch will die,” Darrin Reynolds said, looking directly at Remi.
“You are a dead man,” Max grinned. “You come into my home and expect to live. You’ve got balls, mother fucker.”
“It didn’t have to be this way, Reaper. We had a good thing going. All you had to do was toe the line, but you couldn’t. Your conscience got in the way. Now, everything is fucked up.”
“Not my problem.”
“People want me dead because of her,” Darrin said, pointing his gun in Remi’s direction. Give her to me.”
“Over my dead body,” Max said, reaching for his blades as Phantom and Player slowly came out of the hallway, each armed pointing their weapons at the bastard. Max lightly shook his head, warning them to back off, as Darrin put the gun back at Mia’s temple. I was going to kill this mother fucker fast if someone didn’t do something. I was itching for retribution, and this mother fucker was as sure as dead for scaring my daughter.
Mia coughed, blood spilling out of her mouth.
She was dying.
I knew it.
I’d seen that look before from men who knew were dying, and she currently had that same look in her eyes.
She knew it too.
I wanted so much to tell her everything was going to be okay, to reassure her that she would be fine, but the words wouldn’t leave my mouth. There was no stopping what was about to happen. Death had arrived and was waiting patiently.
“You’re not leaving here alive. You know that, don’t you?” Max said.
“That may be true, but I won’t be going alone,” Darrin said cocking his gun. Mia coughed again, spewing more blood, her body shaking in fear.
“Take me, Darrin. Let Mia go. She doesn’t know what you like. I do.” Remi said, reaching for Max’s gun at his back.
“Always were a good fuck, Remi. Never tired of you.”
“I know,” she whispered, moving closer to the devil. “Let Mia go, now, and I’ll go with you.”
“Remi,” Max growled.
“I can’t let him take her, Max. She has a family.”
“So, do you,” he replied.
Darrin smiled. “Is that true, Remi. Do you have a family?”