Page 52 of Property of El Jefe


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“We’re under attack. Crawl to the hallway. We need to get away from the windows.” He got off me, and as he directed, I followed him into the hallway.

“Who’s attacking us?” I asked, but did I really need to? I knew exactly who was out there with machine guns—my brother.

Tito stood up. “Stay here. I need to go help my brothers.”

“I can’t just stand around and do nothing. Take me with you.” I grabbed his arm. “Please.”

“Shh, Mija. You’ll be okay. They won’t hurt you.” His intense black eyes spoke all I needed to hear.

I let him go because he was right. Miguel wasn’t going to hurt me, yet. The damage he caused to the clubhouse was directed at Andy and everyone else for hiding me.

Another round of bullets hit the building. Screaming came from the sweet butts’ wing. I ran, dodging the flying bullets. I dropped to the floor and crawled the rest of the way.

It was evident that the clubhouse had way too many windows. Glass was everywhere. Many of the bikers who were here to guard the place, had erected steel walls in the bar that faced the front of the building, and were shooting back at my brother’s men.

“She’s been hit!” I heard someone yell. “Blanca’s been hit!”

I moved faster to help. Letty was hovering over Blanca’s body, trying to shield her. Blood had soaked through her dress. I couldn’t tell if she was breathing.

“We need to pull her into the hallway where there aren’t windows.” My gosh, the windows in here were blown out, too. Men were also on the backside of the building. “Is she breathing?”

“I don’t know,” Letty cried, helping me move Blanca to a safer place. It got eerily quiet. Almost like it had all ended.

“They have the clubhouse surrounded,” Yoli shouted. When she saw me, she lost it. “You did this!” Her hands wrapped around my throat, and she squeezed the oxygen out of my lungs.

“Yoli, stop!” Letty grabbed onto her wrists and tried to pull her hands off me. “You’ll kill her!”

“Exactly!” Yoli squeezed harder.

“Please stop!” Letty fought to free me. But I wanted Yoli to end me.

How many people had to die because of me? So, I didn’t fight back. I just closed my eyes as she slammed me against the wall, and I prayed to God to forgive me for all the trouble I’d created.

“Jefe will kill you if you don’t let go!” Letty wouldn’t give up.

Suddenly, I could breathe. My legs gave out and I crashed onto the ground, choking and gasping. I held my neck while tears rained down my face.

“You are a worthless piece of shit! You don’t deserve him! You don’t deserve him!” Yoli yelled and her spit sprayed my face.

“You’re right,” I choked out. “I don’t.”

“I hate you because he wants you so badly.” Yoli wiped the sweat off her forehead.

“Tell me what to do and I’ll do it.” I was giving up. None of them should be fighting to protect one person… me. I glanced at Blanca, who clearly looked dead. Were there any other casualties because of me?

Yoli took a step back, stunned at what I said. “Are you serious? You’ll do anything?”

“Yes. I never meant to hurt anyone. My brother is a monster. He was forcing me to marry a cruel man, and I just wanted to be free.” I shook my head as a tear rolled down my cheek. “But not at the expense of so many.”

“No,” Letty said. “We just need to stay put and let the others deal with the attack.”

“We won’t survive without Jefe and the others. We’re outnumbered. They’re destroying our home.” Yoli stared at me with tears in her eyes. “Make them stop.”

I nodded, knowing what I needed to do.

“Oh, God.” Letty covered her mouth. “She can’t go out there. She’ll get shot.”

I took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “It’s okay, Letty. I’m not afraid to die.”