Just then, the front door opened with a slam.
Snake went to the security room door and peeked out.“Damn...”
They could both hear the yelling, so they went out to the hall and down to the living room.
“Let me go!You assholes don’t know what’s happening,” a man shouted as they led him in.He had his hands ziptied.
“Why don’t you tell us then,” Lucifer told him.
Thrasher and Dax set the disgruntled man down into a chair then they stepped back.
Phantom moved forward and stood on one side of the chair as Turbo stood on the other side.
“I followed this girl here,” the guy stated.“And she is dangerous.”
“Dangerous?”Saint asked as he stepped over.
“Oh, yeah.She’s wanted by the cops.There’s even a reward.”
“Really?”Della asked.
He looked up to see Della standing there.His eyes widened.
“Ok, Zapper, go ahead tell me what crime I committed?”she urged.
He looked shocked then asked, “How do you know my gang name?”
Shrugging, she said, “My dog stole your patch.”
He glared at her.“You are being hunted for the charge of...”He slowly shook his head and added, “Murder.”
She stared at him.“The hell you say!”
Nodding, Zapper then looked around at the men in the room and explained it, “She killed her own mother!Knifed her in a parking lot, like ten years ago or something.She’s fucking dangerous!”
Della looked like she was going to explode.“You fucking liar!Your boss killed my mom.He’s the one with the knife.”
“Yes, they told me you would say that.”He nodded.
“Because it’s the truth!”she defended.
Snake took her hand.“Don’t let him get to you.He’s going to jail, not you.”
“Jail?”Zapper asked.“For what?”
“Attempted assault from last night at her apartment,” Lucifer replied.“Trespassing on my brother’s property today and maybe we can add a concealed weapon charge or two.”
Phantom nodded as he raised up the small handgun.
Turbo grinned down at him and held up the switchblade they took off of him.
“It’s definitely a twofer,” Saint joked.
“I had to protect myself while hunting this murderess!”Zapper defended desperately.
Now Della laughed coldly.“I wish I had murdered someone.Your boss, Jazz.He’s the one who killed my mother.”
“I say we get revenge,” Snake suggested as he let go of her hand and stepped closer.
