“Really? Bring it on ‘cause right now you’re looking at a woman with a loaded gun who can hit a moving target. So please... bring. It. On.”
Della was curled up with her arms wrapped around her knees as she sat silently watching us.
“Who are you?” the woman asked, for the first time taking me seriously.
“Blaire Finlay,” I replied.
“Shit. Rush Finlay has married a hick with a gun. I find this hard to believe,” she spat.
“I’d believe her. She’s holding the f**king gun, ” Rush’s voice came from behind me.
The woman’s eyes went wide. “Are you kidding me? This town is insane. All of you.”
“You were the one beating up an innocent woman over a man in the dark,” I reminded her. “You’re the one who looks insane here.”
The woman held up her hands. “Fine. I’m over this. I’m done,” she yelled and walked up to the parking lot. I lowered the gun and put the safety back on before handing it to Rush then running over to Della. Her big blue eyes were wide with disbelief.
“Did you really just hold a gun on her?” she asked with awe in her voice.
“She was putting a beating on you,” I reminded her. She buried her face in her hands and let out a shaky laugh. “Ohmygod. She’s crazy. I swear I was beginning to think she was going to beat me until I was unconscious. I kept thinking I was going to zone out and then she’d really hurt me.” She glanced up at me. “Thank you.”
I held my hand out to her. “Can you stand up? Or do you want to sit here while I call Woods?” She slipped her hand in mine.
“I want to stand. I need to stand up,” she said.
I pulled her up. “You got a phone?”
She nodded and pulled one out of her pocket. I waited while she dialed Woods.
“Hey.”
“Actually, no not really. I had an incident with Angelina.”
“No... no... she’s gone. Uh, Blaire showed up and... uh scared her off.”
“Blaire is still here and so is her husband.”
“Behind the parking attendant building.”
“Okay. I love you too.”
She hung up and looked up at me through thick eyelashes. “He’s on his way.”
“Good. We’ll wait with you.” I opened my purse and pulled out a wet wipe. I was a mommy now so I had those on me at all times. “You want to clean the blood off your lip before he gets here and goes after Angelina?”
Della nodded and took the wipe from me. “Thanks.”
I turned around to look at Rush who was watching me closely but not speaking.
Two headlights came barreling up the road and slammed on their brakes just beside where we were standing. Woods jumped out of the truck and came running down to where I stood with Della.
“Dammit!” he roared pulling her into his arms. “God, baby I am so sorry. She’s gonna pay for this,” he assured her as his hands ran over her checking to make sure she was okay.
“It’s okay. I think Blaire scared her,” Della said against his chest. Woods looked back at me and frowned.
“What did Blaire do?” Woods asked.
“She pointed a gun at her and threatened to pierce her ears,” Della said.