Page 89 of Rune
Eventually, the cops cleared out, one by one, until it was just us and one cruiser on the street.
“What do we do now?” Carmen asked, voice still quivering, but she was getting some of her spirit back.
“Now, we get anything you need out of the car because the cops are gonna tow it. And then we call for a ride.”
“Okay,” she said, sniffling.
“Croft,” I cut off my brother as he immediately started to try to give me shit.
“What is it?” he asked, voice tight.
“I’m in the lot of that old restaurant with the lobster on the sign near the bridge at the beach. There was a drive-by.”
“What?” he barked. Then, trying to be calmer, “Are you guys okay?”
“Yeah. We got lucky. But I want us off the street ASAP.”
“On my way.”
“Not alone,” I clarified.
“No, I’ll have Vas call in the cavalry. Hang tight. Fifteen minutes, give or take.”
“Don’t speed. The place is crawling with cops.”
“Got it.”
I ended that call and immediately made another.
“Miss me already?” Junior answered.
“Tan sedan, two people in the front, black bandanas, no plates.”
“Got it. What’s going on?” I could hear him trying.
“Drive-by.” I gave him the same details I gave my brother, and the cops, and left him to try to do his thing.
“Croft?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“Do I have to worry about this?”
“About what?”
“About them finding out that this is the second drive-by involving me?”
“No.”
“How can you be sure?”
“Cops don’t always share information across different departments. Besides, technically, the one at your house would be under Chip’s name, since he made it seem like that was about him. You guys were just witnesses.”
“What about you?”
“What about me?”
“Do you have to worry about it?”
