THE VICKERS

Chapter 12

I sat there for what felt like hours as I watched Fitz and Juno talk. Amid my worry for my brother's life, I wondered what Juno was doing there.

The camera was angled so that I saw the sides of each of their faces. Juno's lion tattoo roared at me each time he moved his head. It was difficult to make out what they were saying.

It didn't make sense, Juno was Gills' lap dog, what would Juno be doing here? Especially if Gills was the one who sent us here.

Did he know we were here?

I looked around to see if I could spot anything or anyone out of the ordinary. The night was quiet apart from the black car that was now parked across the street from Fitz's house. Good going Darius, you were so focussed on Devin, you didn't even see Juno arrive. I mentally kicked myself.

It was still pretty interesting that Juno of all people turned up. He was looking for us, he asked Tino to report to him.

Did Tino have anything to do with Juno being here? Was Juno double-crossing Gills doing business with an enemy?

"What the fuck is going on?" I asked myself as the questions bombarded my mind.

I wondered if Devin was still inside the room. It could have had a window or something that he climbed out of and was on his way back to the car.

But I knew that was unlikely. What is behind the door?

I continued to watch as the men talked. I could sense an uneasiness from just watching them.

They both shifted as the other one shifted. Tensions rose as Juno reached for his waist as Fitz reached down to open a drawer. I started to panic, it wasn't just any drawer.

It was the drawer that Devin took the black sack from. Great going, Devin!  Everything seemed to slow down as Fitz opened the draw. His mouth gaped as he realized that it was empty.

He closed it and opened it again; may be thinking that it would magically appear. And when it didn't he stood up suddenly.

Juno did too, both of them on high alert for each other.

I imagined Juno being confused as to why he wasn't getting what he came for. Fitz seemed puzzled as well, I'm sure he was thinking that he put whatever the black sack in that drawer.

He started to search in other drawers. When he came up empty, Juno drew his gun.

Fitz held his hands in the air and continued to talk seemingly trying to talk him down. After a few exchanges, Juno lowered the gun.

Fitz continued to search the room. Then it occurred to me that he might check the safe and he'd find the key missing.

Fitz knew he was robbed. He's not an idiot. He'd probably have a spare key as Devin had taken the other.

He'd find Devin with the black sack of God knows what, and he'd kill him. Devin would try but he couldn't fight his way out of this one with a knife and top fighting skills. Especially not against Fitz and Juno.

I had to do something. I reached for the revolver that was beside my leg. I had to think quickly.

What are you going to do Darius? Run in there guns blazing? No that's stupid.

I needed a distraction. I hopped over into the driver's seat so I started the car. It came alive with a silent hum and a gentle chuckle. I whipped it around and headed toward the house. I stopped just short of it and got out.

Standing, where the car door would block me, I fired a couple rounds as close as possible to the roof of the house. The sounds of gunshots ripped through the silent night.