Page 93 of Only Fools Rush

Obi nodded. “I think so.”

“Ambush?” Leona said, still bent over.

As soon as the words left her mouth, a line of bullets peppered the car, all the way from the back wheel, up the door, and finally to the driver’s side window. It was loud as fuck as the metal echoed off the SUV’s armor, but thankfully, nothing penetrated.

“Damn it,” Obi hissed, ducking away from the window. A bullet cracked the glass right by his head.

I locked eyes with him. “So, just to repeat, it was a good idea to buy this behemoth.”

His eyes flashed with momentary amusement. “Leona, stay here. Ryuji and I will deal with this and then we will get out of here.”

“Wait!” she interjected, but I held up my hand.

“You know I love it when you fight, butdo notfight us on this. Stay in this car and don’t lift your head.”

She huffed, but neither of us cared to argue further.

The way the car was tilted after it hit the curb at least worked in our favor. Obi and I could open the doors without completely exposing ourselves to the attackers, and Leona’s side was less exposed.

“I see two cars,” Obi announced as we both slipped outside. We used our G-Wagon as a barrier while we yanked weapons from our duffel. The car that hit us had spun out, smoke leaking from the front. Four men ducked behind it, using it as cover, just like us.

“I count eight,” I said with a peek around the wheel. Four men from one car, four in the other. A bullet dinged on the metal right in front of me and I whipped back around.

“We must move fast,” Obi said, cocking his gun. “Bystanders.”

He was right. People were already gathering on the street, unsure if they should try to help or if something bigger was going down.

“Don’t have to tell me twice. You got my back?”

“Always.”

“Let’s go.”

The two of us were a well-oiled machine. We knew exactly how each other moved, how we thought, how we killed. I whirled around the side of our SUV, shooting at the men in the first car while Obi provided cover fire and targeted the second.

We sprinted across the intersection, in perfect lockstep, taking out our ambushers one by one. The four men of the first car stood no chance as we approached like two halves of the same killing machine.

Screams echoed around us as the civilians realized this was no ordinary traffic accident.

“This is inconvenient.” Obi whirled a knife at the last standing man from the first car. It landed in his throat, and he collapsed just as the two of us ducked for cover. Bullets sprayed across the other side.

“No shit. Ick, there’s blood on my shoe.” I nudged one man’s dead body out of the way with my foot so I could press my back up against the car’s metal. “Any idea who they are?”

“No,” he said as he reloaded his guns. “Nor do I know how they found us.”

“Kill first, ask questions after,” I agreed, glancing around the car, and then recoiling as we were fired at again. “We have to get back to Leona.”

He exhaled heavily before he nodded to me and stood, firing on the second group of men. Two dropped. Obi ducked back behind the car.

“Two left,” I said. “Charge them?”

“Here.” Obi tossed me a grenade, and I barked a laugh. “You have a better angle.”

“Overkill,” I sniggered as I lobbed it. It landed perfectly inside the second car. The men inside shouted, scrambling to grab hold of it, but they were too late.

Boom!

The road shook with the explosion as a ball of fire floated into the air.