bullets and bouquets

20

"All right, let's do this," Sadie instructs. She sits in one of the SUVs, with men sitting on both sides of her. Denmar sits in the passenger seat next to the driver. Three more men are crammed in the back with Isla's fake body.

"Yes Ma'am," the driver answers. The car pulls out of the Estate, heading back towards the city. Although Sadie is smart enough to not dump 'Isla' inside of the city. She's going to dump the body in the vicinity of Adeline Ciccone's territory. Enemy to Sadie, dumping the body there will keep eyes away from her own gang.

Adeline's gang is only fifteen minutes east outside of Sicily, far away from the Estate. The body is dressed in Isla's old clothes, her neck showing bruising. The body's internal organs are surrogates from dead enemies, no mortician would ever suspect the body to be fake.

The car parks off-road at a rest stop. Luckily, no one is there so the men don't have to wait to begin. The body is secured in a duffel bag, one small enough to not be considered suspicious. It helps that real-life Isla is short. Two men head out of the car from the middle seats. They walk into the rest stop.

"No cameras, go ahead and move," the man radios to Denmar. He nods to the three in the back who exit the trunk of the SUV. They walk around the back of the rest stop and into the field behind it. The SUV leaves and begins to drive the long way back to the Estate.

All of the men will be picked up three miles away from the rest stop, by a different SUV. While Sadie heads back to the Estate with Denmar, the men leave the duffel on the ground in the field, a mile behind the rest stop, inside of Adeline's gang territory.

While the SUV is on its way back, Weston radios Denmar.

"There are intruders in the Estate," he says. Sadie perks up.

"What? How is that possible?" she questions.

"I don't know, Madame, they're here. It's an attack," he explains. Gunshots can be heard in the background.

"Where's Isla?" she asks first. Normally, she would ask if he knows anything about the attackers, but now she has Isla to take care of.

"Trent is inside the room. The men are fighting in the garage," Weston informs her.

"Step on it," she orders the driver, "We'll be there soon. Do not let them get to her, do you understand?"

"Yes Ma'am," he answers. The radio goes silent as the SUV speeds back to the Estate.

"Park on the west side," she orders as they drive through the gates.

"Yes Ma'am," the driver answers. The redhead can see four SUVs messily parked in front of the garage. Inside their bedroom, Isla hides in Sadie's office. Trent stands inside the room, waiting for intruders. Even if they did reach the room, Trent would take them out before they can try to get to Sadie's office.

Isla flinches every time she hears a gunshot, shaking under Sadie's desk. She doesn't know what's happening, was just rushed into the office by Trent.

"Let's go!" Sadie shouts to Denmar as the driver stops on the west side of the mansion. The two get out of the SUV and open the trunk. Spare guns are kept in the back of each SUV.

Denmar and Sadie walk in through the back patio, away from the garage. With guns drawn, they speed walk towards the garage. She looks over at the bedroom door, her heart pounding.

"Uh!" one of Sadie's men is shot back from a hallway. Denmar and Sadie back up against a wall as the man falls to the ground, dead.

The gunman comes around the corner, with his gun aimed and ready to kill. Sadie reaches out barely and shoots blindly. Although she has pretty good aim and hits the man in the chest.

More gunmen come out from the hallway. Denmar and Sadie begin to fire to take the men down.

"Ah!"

"Shit!"

Bullets fly at the first few men who aren't expecting it. The next wave of men stay back, avoiding the spray of bullets and blood. Isla can hear the gunshots more clearly now, as they draw closer to the room. Then, they stop.

"Let's go," Sadie says after taking out ten men. She steps out from her spot. A bullet then flies out and strikes the mafia boss in the shoulder, "Fuck!"

"Madame!" Denmar steps out and aims his gun in the direction of the bullet. He fires and hits the man, as more head his way. Sadie falls down to the tile. Denmar steps in front of her and continues to fire, stopping five men in their tracks.

"Ten more coming," Weston's voice says on Denmar's walkie.

"Madame, your gun," Denmar says. The redhead throws it into the air. With one swift motion, he swings his left arm back to catch her pistol while still firing his in his right.

"Help is on the way," Weston says over the walkie, talking to Sadie. Denmar continues to fire but only hits four more. Gunshots from the other side of the hallway ring out. He keeps his weapon drawn as two of Sadie's men come from the other side.

"Clear, here," one says, "Weston, what's it look like?"

"Targets are all apprehended," the security servant confirms.

"Carlo, she's been hit in the shoulder," Denmar says over the walkie. Isla, who can hear Trent's walkie, bursts out of the room.

"Sadie's hurt?" she exclaims.

"Miss, you need to wait in here. We need to clear the Estate," Trent tries to stop her from leaving the room.

"She's hurt!" the brunette exclaims.

"It's not safe!" he guards the door.

"Out of the way!" Isla orders. She pushes the servant out of the way and runs out of their bedroom. She runs towards the garage, knowing that's where the gun battle had been.

"Isla..." Sadie winces upon seeing the brunette running to her, "It's not safe... you need to go back to the room."

"I'm not leaving you," the girl kneels down, seeing the hole in her shoulder. Red stains her dress shirt, her hands, and the floor. Isla presses her hand against the wound, keeping the blood from flowing.

"Ah!" the redhead grunts in pain. Carlo arrives with a stretcher.

"Madame, can you stand?" he asks urgently, lowering the stretcher.

"Yeah... I'm fine.." she grunts. The brunette helps the mafia boss stand up. She lies down on the stretcher and grabs Isla's hand, "I have to go. Wait in the room. I'm gonna be fine."

Carlo begins to wheel her away.

"Sadie... Sadie, wait!" Isla cries. The redhead raises her hand to signal Carlo to stop, "I... I love you."

"I love you too, cara mia," Sadie smiles. Carlo begins to wheel her away again. She tears up, seeing the redhead in pain.

"Miss?" Trent calls.

"Let me handle this," Denmar says to him, "help them clean up. Miss, let's go somewhere clean."

"I can't go to the room and wait anymore," Isla says, stepping away from Sadie's right-hand man.

"I was going to suggest the dining room. Are you hungry?" he asks.

"No, I just want to wait for her," she insists.

"Her surgery is going to be a couple of hours," Denmar informs her, "What do you want to do, Miss? Carlo will walkie when she is out of surgery and I will take you to see her right away."

Isla sighs. She thinks for a moment before answering, "I need a cocktail and some chicken wings."