Chapter 56 Chapter 56
Chapter 56 Chapter 56
Misty
I smiled, pleased with it all but then the security audio started up.
“What the fuck is going on? Why aren’t the back up generators kicking in?” Creedon’s enraged voice yelled into my ear. I winced as a reply came. My fingers fumbled as they stumbled across the keys. “I’m loading the back up onto cell coverage,” one guard announced.
“I want to know what the fuck happened and I want whomever is resposible’s pelt for this!” Creedon seethed.
Fuck I had to move. I had to back out, change my IP address quickly, and get moving. “There was a bypass in the power room,” the security personnel announced. I made a mistake in the fumble. Shit. I backed up, my heart racing.
“Tell me you’re moving, Misty!” Beck’s voice cut through in my other ear.
“I’m trying, I have to do this before they catch the trail,” I said, forgetting to watch the volume of my voice. “Fuck,” I murmured trying to block out the mayhem unfolding in my other ear to concentrate.
Some guards were moving, clearing checkpoints, as others were pulling tech up into the cell service. I hadn’t thought about that. Our plan was flawed.
“There is a user logged in under Mavis, that shithead was canned months ago!”
Fuck, fuck, fuck. “I’m tracking it,” the voice announced.
“To be logged into the wifi they have to be close. Get a team moving!”
Shouts rang out as they locked down the garage, and several teams moved to guard the doors locking down the front, and a few others exited the building as I finally finalized the code to change the address.
“Misty!” Beck warned.
“Got it!” I announced as I slammed the laptop closed and stood chucking a fifty on the table and shoving everything into my backpack. I could leave no traces behind. I was wearing the same type of gloves Beck had to allow me to work and leave no traces at the table. I was about to rush out the door when clarity hit as I looked at the cups scattered over the table. Shit. Evidence. I stacked them quickly inside each other and took them with me.
As I turned to push out the side door several men in suits were running towards the shop.
Instructions were being given in one ear as the security detail split up across the businesses closest to the Alpha Enterprise’s building.
“Shit,” I cursed. Forcing my feet to move.
“Misty!” Beck snapped. His voice was desperate.
“Fuck! I’m moving but they are coming!” I alerted him, taking off at a run the second I was out of eyesight of the road. I wasn’t discreet enough though because the sounds of pounding footsteps sounded down the alley I just exited. I chucked the coffee cups into a dumpster and let my feet fly.
Beck cursed in my other ear as I swung around a corner and took off. The footsteps were getting closer. I wasn’t fast enough. I had to disappear.
Through panting breaths I begged. “Take care of Cricket.” I dodged around a truck and deviated from my planned path out onto the busy street. Hoping for an outlet, a hiding space, anything.
“No, you're going to take care of Cricket, I’m coming!”
“We… both… can’t,” I forced out as I pushed harder tumbling into the busy sidewalk. This city never really slept.
“I’m not afraid of a couple of pups,” he growled but I could tell he was on foot. Cars honked and people yelled at him in his wake.
I glanced around and made a desperate move to rush across the street despite the light changing. Cars skidded to a halt, profanities flew but I kept moving . I heard the chaos behind me as the guards followed.
“There's two,” I gasped. Pushing my stupid tired legs harder. I ducked around several people, using my small size to my advantage to hide amongst them as I rushed forward.
“Keep moving, I’ll try to cut them off,” Beck rushed out through labored breaths and the background of noise I couldn’t process. If he wouldn’t let me go, my only option was to lose them.
“I am… but…” I glanced over my shoulder. The security detail was struggling with pushing through the throng of people.
“I’m gaining ground,” I let him know, taking the win and forcing myself to push harder, using the only thing I had on them, the agility of a small body, to force and weave my way through the crowd. Time had no meaning and eventually the burn in my muscles and lungs caught up with me. I began to stagger and turned down an alleyway. I knew they could follow my scent so I staggered on past the building and mounds of trash. People sleeping in dark corners. Beck had gone quiet except for the deep drags of his breathing. I don’t know how long I waywardly stumbled from one alleyway to another behind buildings and warehouses when the sound of crunching bones and the screams of men filled my ears. I stumbled, my legs threatening to give out. I leaned my back against the cold brick and prayed to the saints my parents had drilled into me. I could go no further. The wolves would find me, scent me and it would all be over. I had miscalculated with everything on the line. Cricket, Adelaide, I was a fool to think I could make the difference, change the narrative. Evil would win. The scent of rain hit me before it began to fall. My vision blurred through my tears.
The sounds of snarls and violence accosted both ears and I tilted my head back, letting the water hit my heated skin. My chest rose and fell as my lungs pulled for air. I should have known better than to play with fire.