THE VICKERS

Chapter 31

The other man went into the kitchen and brought out a bottle. He doused the floor with an odourless liquid.

"Wait!" We all looked at Tino.

"Shouldn't you find the girl first? I mean they were all involved in this."

Barry took a minute to think about it, placing his hand on his hip. 

"It wouldn't be the true, revenge you want if she's not here." Tino approached Barry slowly.

"You know, you have a point," Barry agreed. 

"Yes, can you imagine burning all of them at once? They'd scream in unison as they went up in smoke," Tino added. I thought he was trying to buy us time. Barry took a while to consider what Tino was saying. 

"You have proven your alliance. Let's wait, find Dahlia" He sent out Ace with the flair.

Unexpectedly, Devin broke free from his ropes. He charged at the one man that was remaining. He dropped the bottle. Its contents crept across the floor.

I used the blade Tino had given me to cut myself free. It took a minute but I finally did. 

Tino pushed Barry backwards. He doubled back. 

The man was able to get Devin pinned to the ground. Devin must have been exhausted by now. 

He punched him twice. I couldn't let him get in a third one in. I pounced on his back. Jammed the blade into his shoulder. He reeled backwards. I flew off him, landing hard on my back. The air was knocked out of my lungs. I scuffled to a far wall. 

Tino was actually on our side. Tino punched Barry in the gut. Then dodged Barry's attack. Tino forced him up against a wall. Barry pushed him back with his knee. Tino fell back onto one of the chair. Barry raised his leg to kick him. Tino caught his leg before it struck his chest. He twisted the leg to gain the upper hand. Barry's stance wavered enough for him to push him off. 

Devin managed to knock out the other man with the glass bottle. He charged at Barry, this time landing a solid punch. Tino kicked Barry in his side and he fell hard on the floor. He didn't shift, but Devin kept kicking his head. Tino pulled Devin away from him. 

I got up slowly. I walked over to look at Barry. He wasn't moving. Could it actually be over?

Then two men barged in from outside. They were the two that had gone out at the first sound of shots being fired not so long ago. Devin pushed me back to stand behind them, next to Barry's body. 

Devin was ready to throw punches. Tino didn't hesitate to pull out his gun and shoot one of the men in the head. Before they could get a shot in. The shot was deafening. Devin managed to disarm the other guy. He took the broken bottle from before and jammed it into the man's side. Once. Twice. Till he fell. Tino walked up beside him and shot the man in his head. Now was it was really over?

A rough hand grabbed my neck. I was too distracted to notice Barry had gotten up. The cold metal of his gun was pressed against my temple. 

Devin saw this. He was a feral cat, ready to strike. He charged toward us but stopped when Barry fired a warning shot through the ceiling. The particles fell onto my head. 

"Don't even think about it," Barry warned. 

Devin tensed. Was this it for me?

"Don't do this Barry!" Devin was pleading.

"Do what?! Huh? You and your father ruined me!"

"Barry, don't." Tino chimed in. 

"Don't you fucking speak!" Barry fired what I thought was another warning shot. Tino staggered backwards. Shock marked on his face. He gripped his stomach. Blood spewed from his wound then he collapsed.