“I’m not seeing anything.”
“Two o’clock.”
We all shifted and looked out the passenger side of the vehicle. In the distance, I could make out some dark shapes, but I couldn’t see anything else from this distance.
“Someone grab the binoculars,” I said.
“Holy shit,” Burg said as he looked out the window through the binoculars. “There’s a fucking Blackhawk and…five guys standing around holding machine guns. There are quite a few weapons on the Blackhawk. Someone’s not playing nice.”
“What are they doing?”
He shook his head as he continued to look at the area. “I see Blake. She just popped out of a hole.”
“There are mines all around here,” Knight said over the phone. “They’re probably hiding out.”
“I’m on it,” Sinner said, jumping into the backseat and hitting the button for the roof.
“Sinner, no,” I said with as much authority as I could muster.
“Oh yeah, it’s go time.”
“It’s not go time.”
“It’s time to turn and burn.”
“There’s no turning,” Cazzo said as he hopped into the backseat, “but there will most definitely be burning.”
“I said no,” I said more forcefully.
“Burg, take this end,” Cazzo nodded as he passed him a fucking RPG from the trunk.
“Are you not listening? I said no.”
“You got it?” Burg asked as he started passing it to Sinner. Burg hopped out and climbed on the roof, helping to mount the weapon in place.
“This is going to be so awesome,” Sinner grinned, rubbing his hands together.
“You got targeting locked on?” Cazzo asked.
“Does anyone want to hear what I think?” I asked hopefully.
“Are they planning on taking out that chopper today or were they planning on waiting for the next one?” Knight asked over the phone.
“I guess no one cares about my opinion,” I muttered to myself. “It’s not like I’m the boss or anything. Why would they listen to me?”
“Locked and loaded,” Burg said, banging his hand on the roof.
“You got the video rolling?” Sinner asked Cazzo.
“No. No fucking video evidence.” I had to put my foot down.
“He’s right,” Cazzo said.
“Target locked,” Sinner said, watching the targeting system. “Hold your nuts!”
He fired, sending the RPG flying through the air. I watched as it smashed into the helicopter, sending a massive explosion into the sky. There was no way that someone wouldn’t see the smoke.
“That was so fucking awesome,” Sinner grinned.
I shook my head, doing my best to hold back my grin. It was cool, even if as the boss I had to say that we shouldn’t have done that.
We watched for about thirty seconds as the men around the helicopter scrambled and the helicopter burned bright orange. It was a thing of beauty. Then the helicopter shifted and dropped down into the ground like a lead weight. I pulled the binoculars from my face and slowly looked to Sinner. He had his arms over his chest and he was scratching at his jaw, a look of consternation on his face.
“Oops.”
Cazzo glanced at him, then looked at me, then he fucking burst out laughing. “Oops?”
“Well, what do you want me to say?” Sinner asked. “It’s not like I meant to send it into the fucking ground. Look on the bright side, it’s buried and it’ll be harder to find.”
“Except that Blake and Parker are down in the fucking mines,” I reminded him.
“Well, I guess if you want to look at this as a bad thing-”
I bit down on my fist to keep from fucking slamming it into his face. Instead, I turned around and shifted into drive, not even waiting for everyone to sit down. They all fell on their asses in the back, but I didn’t give a shit. I was pissed right now. When we pulled up to the site of the explosion, our guys immediately jumped out, guns raised at the men on site.
“Guns down!” Hunter shouted.
“Yeah, or I’ll turn you into a pancake, just like I did your chopper,” Sinner shouted.
I rolled my eyes and moved around to the other side. It was four on eight. One of their guys must have gotten taken out in the blast. Slowly, they lowered their weapons to the ground and got on their knees. Derek’s team started cuffing them while I headed over to where the helicopter fell into the ground and sighed.
“There must have been a closed off shaft,” Sinner said as he walked up to me.
“Let’s hope that Parker and Blake are still alive.”
“I’m sure they are,” Sinner brushed off my concern. “The mines are huge. What are the chances they got caught right under the fucking helicopter?”
“I don’t know,” I said sarcastically. “What were the chances that the helicopter would land on a closed off mine shaft?”
He nodded jauntily. “Well, you got me there.” He slapped me on the shoulder and tossed his pack over his shoulder. “Yo, Knight! Let’s go find your peeps!”
I hung my head back and stared up at the sky. Sometimes I really fucking hated my job.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Parker
The rocks had finally stopped shifting and the dust was settling heavy in the air. I coughed as I pushed up off Blake and grimaced at the pain in my back. I had been whacked with quite a few heavy rocks, but nothing was broken and nothing had hit my head, so I should be good.
Blake groaned and pushed herself up from the ground. When she looked up at me, I started laughing. Her entire face was coated in dirt, and the whites of her eyes stood out bright in the dim lighting.
“What?” she asked, swiping at her face. “Do I have something on my face?”
“Just a little bit.”
She grinned and stood up, brushing off the dirt from her clothes. There was light peeking in from where the rocks caved in. We had gotten lucky. Whatever caused the collapse wasn’t close enough to hurt us.
“We need to find a way out of here,” I said, moving closer to where everything had caved
