“Yeah,” Jackie said laughing. “The whole vest thing is still blowin’ me.”
“He say Shy’s making him wear it,” Rain said in his defense.
“Just sayin’. It’s good to know that you’re mortal like the rest of us.”
“But fuck all that,” Black said. “Is it worth us ridin’ out to Brooklyn to find out?”
“Red Hook’s a pretty big place. What’s the chances of us finding them?” Jackie asked.
“Pretty slim,” Rain said.
“And if we did find them, we all know that it would be a trap,” Black said.
“I agree,” Rain said.
“Me too,” Jackie said. “Definitely a trap.”
“But I still think we should ride out there,” Rain said.
“Even though it’s a trap?” Jackie had to know.
“Even though it’s a trap,” Rain said nodding her head.
“Why?”
“I think … no, I know we can handle whatever trap these niggas got for us, right? This time we don’t kill everybody and get one of them to tell us where we can find Mobley and end him.”
“Really can’t argue with her logic,” Black said.
“I guess I can’t either,” Jackie said.
“Let’s go,” Black said and stood up.
“I still say it’s a trap,” Jackie said as she and Rain followed Black out of The Four Kings. Rain tossed Jackie the keys to her reinforced Lexus GS 450 h F Sport and she drove them out to Brooklyn.
Jackie had just turned onto West 9th Street and was about to turn right where it ended onto Columbia when a truck came up behind them, rammed into their rear-end and drove them into a parked car.
“Here we go!” Rain said, as men on both sides of the street opened fire at the vehicle.
“Get us outta here, Jackie.” Black said as he leaned over and released the catch on
the back seat to get in Rain’s trunk to get weapons. Because she hated being outgunned at any time, Rain had two AR-15’s, two of her favorite HK433’s, and two IWI Galil ACE’s, an Israeli Weapon that she'd become fond of that fired 7.62mm rounds that did serious damage and a Barrett M82 sniper rifle.
“They’ve got us wedged in.” Jackie put the car in reverse and floored it. “But if I can get enough room to cut the wheel—”
“Just do it!” Black shouted as bullets continued to pommel the car from all sides.
“We gotta find a more defensible position,” Rain said as she checked her weapons. “This glass ain’t gonna last long.”
“Defensible position … you been hangin’ around Monika too long,” Black said and handed Rain a HK433 and got the two ACE’s for himself, along with some magazines.
“Hand me a couple of grenades,” Rain requested as she checked her weapon. She also had a box of concussion grenades, a box of M67 fragmentation grenades, and enough C4 and detonators to blow up anything she needed gone.
“Which one; concussion or fragmentation?”
“Both.”
Black handed Rain the grenades as the truck behind them began to give way. Jackie began turning the wheel.