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It took a few minutes, but Storm confirmed what he was thinking.
From the hall, I watched the people we were after. There was a kind of urgency to the way they moved around, almost as if they were searching for someone.
When I saw Darby in deep conversation with Packo, I knew.
They were looking for me.
Darby was out to get me.
I’d trusted him.
But I couldn’t dwell on my anger—my absolute rage—in that instant.
No, I would wait until the right time.
And the time to make him hurt would come because as Zoom always told me—God don’t like ugly.
When the men began heading our way, Beam and I knew we couldn’t go out the way we came in. We checked the men’s room but there was no way out there.
The men were shocked to see a woman in there. But I merely ignored them as Beam, and I checked the hall and exited again.
By now, Sheriff and a few of his hench men were at the mouth of the corridor, yelling for us to stop.
Who the hell is he kidding?
I took Beam’s hand and led him into the woman’s room. Of course, the occupants panicked and went rushing out. I climbed up to the sink, pushed opened the window and climbed through before reaching back for Beam.
But the moment we were both out, we were dodging bullets, trying to get to a safe place until Storm could find out.
I pulled out my cell and called Tex.
“I’m tracking you.” Tex assured me. “Get out of harm’s way and I’ll send Storm to you.”
“Roger that.” I answered.
But I didn’t hang up.
Beam was now returning fire.
When I glanced back, it was in time to see one of Beam’s bullets tearing through one man’s forehead then another’s chest.
Pulling my weapon from my purse, I helped.
When it was quiet, we took off running across a field that dumped us on the other side of a busy roadway. We followed the path, over a bridge then into a build up area.
We found a small diner, picked a seat in the very back with the emergency exit beside us.
Panting, I flopped into one of the chairs.
“You good?” Tex asked.
“I’m beginning to think this has nothing to do with the gang.” I told Tex. “I think Darby and the rest of my team is out to get me and they’re using the gang as the scape goat.”
“But you were out.” Tex told me. “Storm is inbound, by the way—you were out. Why have you come back to Australia now?”
“I have no idea.” I spoke. “But I tell you one thing. I’m going to find out.”
The bell over the door jangled and both Beam and I looked up to see Storm walking through. He rushed to us, ruffled Beam’s hair then kissed my nose.