Page 16 of The Tycoon

Chapter5

“Holy Moses!They’re firing at us.Get us out of here!”shouted Regan.“I can’t shoot at them in a moving car.That is only for the movies.It’s too easy to have collateral damage and innocent victims.”She pulled her pistol from her purse, unbuckled her safety belt, and turned in the seat to look behind them.

“I’m going.”Cole punched the gas pedal.The Corvette took off like a shot.They wound through the streets until they reached Colorado Boulevard, turned south, and sped down the street.The truck firing the shots tried to follow, but Cole lost them.

“Did they hit us?”

“Not that I can tell.”“I don’t see them.This car is hard to catch, thank God.”

He nodded, but kept his gaze on the street.“Okay, we should head back to the apartment.”

“They might be waiting for us there.Let’s head to my apartment.They won’t think of going to my place.

“Okay.”He turned on the next street and drove, working his way to her apartment, heading west to Lakewood and her home.

Once they reached it, Cole parked on the street as she didn’t have a garage available.

As she got out, she kept her gun in her hand and watched for the pursuing green GMC Sierra pickup, but saw no sign of it.

Cole had made his way to her side.

She put her weapon in her purse and pulled out her keys.

Once inside the building, they rode the elevator to the seventh floor, where she let them into her apartment.

“We need to call Mason.”She threw her keys in a bowl by the side table next to the door, then set her purse there as well.

“Already on it.”Cole had his phone to his ear.“Mason.We were just shot at while leaving the Cherry Creek shopping center.See what information you can get from the police.Go to the apartment and get the go bag from the hall closet.And Regan’s from the guest bedroom.Bring them to Regan’s place.”

Cole listened for a moment.“Yes, we’re okay.I haven’t looked at the car yet.When you bring the bag, you can do that.I think we would be best served by staying inside, for now.”

He listened again.

“No, we’ll be here for tonight, then go back to the apartment tomorrow.”

Mason spoke on the other end.

“Okay, we’ll head to the ranch, instead.Bring the team.I want this taken care of before I leave for the Gulf next week.See you there.”He pressed end call and put his phone in his pocket.

Regan didn’t have much furniture.Would Cole think less of her because her apartment was so spartan?Her apartment might have been small, but it had a superb view of the mountains.From the sofa, she could talk to someone in her grandmother’s chair and see the mountains through the large picture window.

“I hope you don’t mind sharing your home with me for the night.”Cole sat on the sofa.

She took the chair.“I don’t mind.What do you want to do now?We can have Mason pick up an order from Freddy’s.Unfortunately, they don’t deliver.I am hungry, though.Life and death situations tend to do that to me.”

Cole chuckled.“Yeah, that would probably be the best idea.”

“That’s a good idea.What do you want to do in the meantime?”

She shrugged.“Can I get you something to drink?I have water, Coke, scotch, beer and wine.”

“I’ll take a beer, please.”

“Coming right up.”She went into the kitchen.All the appliances in the kitchen were white.The floor was black-and-white linoleum squares.

Cole stood, walked to the bar, and took a seat on one of the four bar stools.

The stools were black, with soft, cream-colored padded seats.