Rossi tightens his grip on Tori and takes off.
Jax looks around for Rory and Bastian. Dane and Maddox try to follow Rossi, but I grab them both. “Don’t. You’re going to get her fucking killed.”
“I’m not letting that son of a bitch take off with my sister,” Dane tells me with daggers in his eyes.
“You think I am?” I counter. I turn to Maddox to get him to listen. I know him. Even in his current state, he understands more about what’s going on than I have time to explain. “He’s fucking packing, but he’s not getting far. He won’t make it out of the building.”
“You can’t possibly fucking know that,” Dane yells again.
My patience is running thin but Jax’s is gone. He grabs Dane by the collar of his shirt pulling him to him until only Dane's tip toes are on the ground. “Follow us before you get yourself killed,” he growls as his temper begins to get the best of him.
We start to move in the direction that Rossi went when more shots go off. My thoughts wander to Tori, Bastian, and Rory but we have to keep moving. Jax pulls out his Glock while I pull out my Hellcat that we were able to keep concealed in the lining of our tuxes.
“What the fuck?” Dane yells out when he sees the guns.
“Dane you need to shut the fuck up,” Maddox tells him as we continue to make our way through the hysterical crowd while watching for anyone that may be trying to take aim at us. His face becomes stone and fury, but he does what he’s told.
Gun fire continues to ring out as we make our way to the back area and I can hear Rossi and DeLuca arguing in panic. Bastian and Rory are coming up the other side of the corridor. Bastian’s mouth is tinged red where he must’ve been hit in the face. He grins at us, his blood covered mouth giving him an even more sadistic look. Rory is holding his side leaving a trail of blood in his path.
“What the fuck is going on?” I hear who I assume is Stephano demand. “What do you think is going on you stupid little punk?”
“We’ve got to get out of here,” DeLuca demands with panic rising in his voice.
“Your parents and brother spent far too much time coddling you. We’re going to get out of here, but we have to be smart or we’ll get ourselves killed.”
“What about her?” he asks, and I know he’s talking about Tori.
“We’re taking her with us,” he growls.
“How are we going to do that? She can barely fucking move.”
I barely contain myself as Rory gestures for us to keep moving. We meet just before the corridor veers into the direction of DeLuca and Rossi. Rory is breathing hard and I can see now that he’s been hit in the side. I already guessed considering the blood he is leaving behind but right now it looks pretty serious.
Jax looks at him with worry but Rory just shakes his head. “It’s fine, Jay,” he whispers.
“All the girls from the auction are safe but it has turned into a fucking bloodbath,” Bastian tells us.
“Can’t say I’m surprised,” Jax comments while still looking at his brother with concern.
“Cara?” I ask because I don’t know what I’ll do if something happens to Tori’s sister.
“Fine. Scared and shocked but fine,” Bastian tells us.
Dane turns an accusing look toward Jax, “I though you said she was okay, but you didn’t even know.”
Jax turns his own intimidating stare to Dane. “No. I said she needed you. Now shut the fuck up before I kill you myself.”
I watch as Maddox drops his head in frustration. His red eyes and slightly twitchy mannerisms are the only thing that gives away his current state. Maddox was always very highly functioning when he was high. At least, at first. I remember when it got bad enough that he couldn't fucking stand up. Or the night, in his fucked-up state, slipped Zoey drugs that causes her to start seizing.
“He’s got Tori in there,” I tell them trying to ignore the mounting tension and focus on what’s important.
“We know,” Bastian tells me with a sympathetic look. “You’re going to have to let him walk out with her.”
Is he fucking serious right now? “Have you lost your goddamn mind?” I nearly yell.
“If we corner him right now, Zane, he will kill her. We have got to get them out into the open.”’
“Just put a bullet in her fucking head and let’s get out of here so we can plan our next move,” Stephano yells.
