Look at What You Did to Me

Chapter 22: Getting Back Into Action part 2

Looking left to right, I led my group to the exit door. I led them out, and looked behind me quickly.

"In the parking lot. There is a sleek black BMW. Go to it and enter 647 on the keypad. Go to the backseat of the car and lock the doors and stay low. Do not get out or let any in unless I or three other men in an outfit like mines come get you. Say Riska told you to stay here. There are snacks in the trunk. Access it from behind the seats. Go!" I quickly told them.

"You're Riska?" Kayle asked.

 I looked frantically behind me and saw a shadow coming. I turned back to them. "Yes, now Go!"

I turned around and shot another gunman and looked back at the rescuees. They made it safely inside Damen's car and I closed the exit door and lead more people out from the club. I had to shoot down two bouncers in order to get some people out.

After leading a rather large group of people from the building, a beep caught my attention. I pulled out the beeper from my pocket and read the message.

"Are you ok? Sent by DKJ."

I rolled my eyes. After nearly a hour, and thirty minutes after the initial shooting is when Damen paged me. I quickly entered a reply and shoved it back into my pocket.

I had my eyes sweep through the room, looking for anyone else to assist out of the place. My increased hearing picked up a whimper. I followed the sound and I came upon a bleeding woman on the floor.

"Bibi?" I said.

The woman shakily looked up to me. "Yes. Who are you?"

"Why would you bring two little kids to a place like this?" I snapped and she flinched back.

"Blake, Brooki. Where are they?" She suddenly said.

"They are safe. You should be put in jail for bringing them here. What kind of mother are you?"

"I'm not their mother. I'm the babysitter."

"That's a shame. You should know better than that. As much as I would like to scold you on your actions, I need to get you out of here."

She slowly nodded and tried to get up but fell down with a painful cry. She leaned back against the wall, sweat breaking out on her body. On her shirt I spotted a large portion of blood between her waist and hip.

"Damen. I need you to come to me immediately." I called out to Damen.

"On my way." He said.

Looking behind me for followers, I went closer to her to try and aid her. I stashed my guns into their holsters and enlarged my crew pack and pulled out a first aid kit and a bottle of water. I noticed Bibi's eye widened but she sat silent. I took a painkiller bottle and poured two capsules onto my hand. I handed the pills and the water bottle to her and she gulped it down.

I then helped her get up. She was wobbly on her feet and I had to grip the wall to keep myself from falling.

"Riska. You ok?" Damen said as he came into view, gun out as always.

"I am, but she not." I indicated to Bibi.

"Hi, what's your name?"

"DKJ!" Bibi squealed and we hushed her. "Sorry. I'm Bibi, nice to finally me- ow!" Bibi fell to the floor.

"Yeah, enough chit-chat. You need medical attention." I said and pulled out my guns.

Damen went to her and picked her up and carried her bridal style. I felt a pang of jealously, but brushed it off and start to lead them to an exit. I held up my arms in a 180° angle and walking slowly. I inwadly smiled as I thought I was becoming one of those spies that I usually watch in movies. I had to stop myself from chuckling at the thought, and keep my mind on getting me, Damen, and Bibi out in one piece, or without any bullet holes, without any more bullet holes in Bibi's case.