Sissy and I carried them up to Luke’s loft (Santo and Lucky stayed downstairs) and put them away. We gabbed while I did laundry and changed the sheets on the bed and she swept the floors.
Then I went to work and Sissy went to the stereo.
I was finishing up a marketing leaflet for a client when we heard “Sissy!” shouted from outside.
My eyes swung to Sissy and found hers on me.
“Sisssss-eeeeeee!”
“Holy crap,” Sissy breathed and ran to the window.
I nabbed my phone and followed her.
“Sissy, I know you’re up there!”
I made it to Sissy at the window, flipped open my phone at the same time and hit the green button.
I looked down and saw Dom standing in the middle of the street, stopping traffic. Santo and Lucky were approaching him but he dodged them, running around in the street while he shouted. “Sisssss-eeeeeeee!”
“Holy shit, he’s like Stanley Kowalski without the rain and with two guys chasing him,” I breathed.
“Babe,” Luke said in my ear, making me jump.
“Dom’s here,” I told him.
“We’re on it. Stay in the loft.”
Disconnect.
I flipped the phone shut and watched as Dom kept yelling for Sissy and Santo and Lucky kept trying to catch him.
All of a sudden Sissy whispered, “I have to go to him,” and then she started to take off.
My stomach plummeted. “Sis, no!” I yelled and ran after her.
Catching up, I threw my arms around her waist trying to hold her back. We started stand-up wrestling then we fell to the floor with a (somewhat painful) thud. Sissy was so determined to get to Dom and I was so determined she would not, we immediately started lying down wrestling, rolling around on the floor, each of us trying to get the upper hand all the while cars honked and people were shouting outside, including Dom.
“Ava, he’s my husband!” she screamed, still struggling.
“I know! Let Luke deal with it,” I told her, trying to capture her hands.
Then we both froze as we heard gunfire. Three shots; bang, bang, bang!
And let me tell you, it was a terrifying noise.
I rolled off her. She and I got up and ran back to the window. We made it there just in time to see the blue SUV peeling away, its front end damaged from rear-ending me. No sign of Dom, Santo was running to the Volvo, Lucky running into the building and a Black Explorer was in pursuit.
I ran to my cell which I’d dropped in the Sissy Wrestling Match and phoned Luke.
I heard the connect and before he could say a word I screeched, “Gunshots!”
“I know, babe. Stay in the loft. Buzz Lucky up now. I want him with you until I can get a man on you. Got me?”
“Yeah.”
“Stay calm. Darius and Hector are in pursuit. They’ve reported in. Tell Sissy Vincetti’s okay. They didn’t hit him.”
“Okay.”