“Tia!”

“Tom-mf!” I heard but the end syllable of my name was muffled. Someone fucking had her in that closet.

I slammed my shoulder against the door again and it gave. I got in. A guy, my age, in a waiter’s uniform, who I didn’t know… he had a gun to her head and was using her as a shield.

Seeing a gun against her head again, a-fucking-gain? It took me right back to that moment with my Pop. Her eyes were huge and on me. This little fucker had to fucking die and after he was dead, Leo Denarda would die a very slow and extremely painful death.

“I’ll kill her! I’ll do it, Ferrano. Back the fuck off.” The guy was wild-eyed.

My gun was pointed at him. His was pointed at her.

“Who the fuck are you?” I demanded, holding my gun steady.

“Leo hired me to nab her. I got no beef. It’s just a fuckin’ job.

Buddy, we gotta get the fuck outta here, though. The bomb!”

“You detonate the bomb?”

“Fuck no. I’m in here, cornered. Why the fuck would I do that? Move. I gotta get outta here. Lower your gun or I shoot her and then shoot you before we blow the fuck up!”

“Give her to me and you can go. I give no fucks.”

“Bullshit. I know who you are, man!”

“I don’t give a fuck who you are. Give me my wife and fuckin’ go.”

Tia looked frightened out of her mind.

“Baby, it’s okay.” I told her, “Buddy, you hired to take me out?”

“No. Just to grab her. There’s a third explosion coming. I don’t have much time. I gotta---” He looked at his watch.

“Third?”

“There were two in quick succession planned and then I have ten minutes to get out. It’s been at least three, four minutes. I saw you---”

“Leo’s in my hands already so there will be no blowback for you not grabbing my wife. Get the fuck outta here.”

I didn’t let the gun go but lowered it a little and watched him. I was good at the quick draw. I hated lowering the gun, putting her at any risk whatsoever but we were at a stalemate. The guy looked freaked. He was not a pro and he was flipped out. His plan had obviously gone south if he’d grabbed her in the bathroom before a bomb blocked his way out with her. The supply closet had no windows. If I recalled correctly, there was a set of restrooms on the other side of this large c-shaped bar and that side probably had a fire exit.

“Shit is south. Everything is fucked!”

“Help me out and I’ll take care of you,” I assured him. I looked him right in the eye. “Give it all to me, I’ll take care of you. Leo’s in my guy’s hands so you’re good. I get that it’s just a job. Turn this thing around now, man, this is your only chance.”

The guy looked at me a beat and then looked visibly relieved, “Didn’t know about this washroom. There’s a fuckin’ exit beside that other one on the other side of the bar. Someone fucked up. Figured she’d go there. Eyes were on her. As soon as she went to the ladies room, bitches always do that, head to the washroom in groups. She goes, Leo leaves. Bomb one. Then bomb two blocking the door into that bar so first responders have trouble getting in and maybe it takes out you and his other enemies. Bomb three happens ten minutes after, giving me that ten to get her out and to Leo before number three. If I can’t get her out, I’m to bail before ten minutes. But she’s on the wrong side and this closet wasn’t a fuckin’ exit!”

“Any mention of my sister?”

“Your sister. No. Was that the rangy chick in the bathroom with her?”

“Let’s find our way out of here. Who’s detonating bomb three and from where?”

“I dunno; only know we’re runnin’ outta time!”

“Let’s go, man.” I waved toward the door and reached for Tia’s hand. He’d had his arm hooked around her neck. He instantly let go of her and she grabbed me and we went to move out. I turned around and shot the fucker in the face.

Tia screamed as he dropped.

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