We all dropped to the floor right as a Molotov cocktail busted through the glass. The front area of the shop went up in flames, blocking the door. Cara whipped her head in Oscar’s direction.
“Does this place have a back door?” she asked.
Oscar shot to his feet, nodding his head. “Y-yeah. Follow me.” We all got up and followed him to the back of the salon. Oscar was running toward the exit. Right before he touched the metal door, Cara grabbed his arm, stopping him. He turned around in confusion. “What?”
She pointed to the top of the door, and that’s when we saw the smoke entering through the crease of it. They had set the back door on fire as well. “If you touch that door, it will melt the flesh off your hand. Plan B. Where is there a window in this place?”
Oscar led us to the owner, Christina’s, office. The door was locked, but Wyatt pushed us out of the way and kicked the door in. The flames from the front of the shop were quickly making their way toward the back. We hurriedly made our way into the room just to discover they had set that part of the building on fire as well.
We could see one of Sire’s men dousing the flames with something out of a gasoline canister. When he saw us, he winked before walking away.
“I swear to God, I’m going to skin your ass alive!” Cara sneered at him.
That’s when the panic really set in. We were trapped here with no phone. As soon as I thought that, I noticed the phone on Christina’s desk. I snatched it up, but there was no dial tone. I slammed it down in frustration. “He cut the fuckin’ phone lines as well.”
Oscar started pacing. “Oh God. This is not how I envisioned my death. I am too fabulous to go out like this!”
We all looked at him like he had lost his mind. “Who the hell envisions their death?” Ethan asked what I’m pretty sure we were all thinking.
“I’m curious to know, what exactly did you think your death would look like?” Cara tilted her head in amusement.
“In my mind, I was going to be sandwiched between Channing Tatum and Jason Momoa, fucking me into the afterlife. Now these pyromaniacs have ruined it for me!”
“Can we please focus? We’re only trapped inside a burning building,” Levi scolded us.
Cara pulled up the sleeve of her leather jacket, revealing her Apple Watch. I breathed a sigh of relief. “Calm down. We’re going to get out of here.”
Levi looked at Cara in disbelief. “Why didn't you pull that out from the very beginning?”
“Because I was focused on getting out of here first. Duh.” Cara bucked her eyes at him. “Hey, Siri, call 911.”
We all listened as Cara talked to the dispatcher, giving her the address. Luckily, the business owner across the street had already called it in when he saw the flames. The fire department was less than two minutes away.
I knew without a doubt we were going on lockdown after this. Sire came really close to killing us today. But then I remembered Cara slipping something in Sire’s pocket. I was willing to bet it was something to help find him. If that was the case, Sire’s days were numbered.
Chapter Twenty-Five
TECH
“Do these idiots have a death wish?” I muttered to myself. I was currently in the cave doing perimeter checks when I saw two figures standing in the woods across from the clubhouse. Once I switched cameras for a closer look, I saw it was Jenny’s uncles.
They had a pair of binoculars, and it looked as if they were staking out the clubhouse. I thought they would have taken heed to my warning, but I guess the thought of getting their hands on Miracle's trust fund was worth the trouble.
I had already gone to Michael to sget a better understanding of Miracle’s trust fund. I had no experience with this type of thing. I thought no one could access another person's trust. But according to Michael, it all depended on the wording in the trust.
Unfortunately, Jenny didn’t know this before she passed. Miracle's current trust had a few loopholes that made that money accessible. I tried changing it, but Michael said that since it was originally Jenny’s and she had passed it on to Miracle, there was nothing I could do. All I could do was take care of the threat.
I grabbed my phone and left the cave. Making my way to the common room, I saw most of the brothers were in attendance. I made a beeline for Viper.
“Prez, you have to see this. Look.” I handed him my phone so he could see the camera feed.
Viper watched for a few seconds before a scowl took over his face. “Have these motherfuckers lost their mind?”
“What is it?” Axel stood from his barstool and looked over Viper's shoulder to see the screen. His mouth dropped open. “How long have they been out there?” Axel asked right as Viper handed me my phone back.
“For about an hour. They parked further down the road. I guess they thought if their car wasn’t near, we wouldn’t know they were out there.” I shook my head in annoyance. I was becoming overwhelmed with the shitstorm that had become my life. I just wanted all of this to be over.
Viper opened his mouth to say something, but everyone’s phone simultaneously pinged at the same time. The energy in the room tensed. We all knew whatever the hell that was, it wouldn’t be good.
