IN TOO DEEP [SEQUEL]

Nineteen

(Published 11/04/2015)

This is kind of a slow chapter. I have writers block smh. I wrote some of this weeks ago but I'm just now adding more to it. It's been so hard to update with my work schedule but I wanted to give y'all something a least.

Natasha

"Rápida , salir ahora!" The gunman screamed at us through the limousine window. They stood with their guns aimed but they were unable to see through the tint that seperated us.

"The fuck they sayin'?" Cash asked.

I sighed then took a deep breath to calm my nerves. "They're telling us to get out."

"Fuck that! If I get out out, I'm going out gun blazing." Cash cocked his pistol.

I knew I had the situation under control but I just needed my squad to trust me and follow my lead. They all know about my past but don't they know just how far my reach is.

Killing wasn't just a hobby to me. It was my profession. No matter how long I've been out the game, my background and references still speak volumes. Now is the time to show my crew the severity of the situation we're in and how to handle it because it will only get worst from here.

"We have to get out now. Leave your guns in the car." I spoke calmly.

"Ma', I'an feeling that." August said.

"Rápida , salir ahora! Rápida , salir ahora!" The gunman screamed with more authority.

"Trust me." I requested.

He sat for what seemed like forever before putting the safety back on his gun and taking the clip out.

Cash followed suit then tossed the gun in the seat beside him. "Shit!"

I scooted over to the limo door, opening it slowly as I put my hands up.

" En el suelo!" The gunman screamed.

"He's saying get on the ground." I whispered.

Sky, August and Cash slowly complied as three gunmen kicked a foot on their backs, using pressure intentionally while aiming guns at their heads.

" En el suelo!" A gunman yelled at me while I stood my ground.

I gave him a death glare as my hands rested neatly by my sides. "No." I replied.

August looked at me then mouthed the words "Whatchu' doing". I gave him a slight head nod, letting him know that I have the situation under control.

With a blink of an eye, I had my gun drawn at the gunman's head. The other gunmen quickly pointed all of their guns at me as they spoke venomous threats in spanish.