-Love In A Life Of Sin✔️-

Chapter30- If you got me, I got you.

BEYS POV

"Bey! Beyoncé! Bey wake up!" Somebody nagged me out of my sleep in the midst of a great dream. I sat up and pushed the persons head out of the way.

"Whaaaat nigga?" Before I could say another word, the person I now recognised as Shawn grabbed my waist and both our guns then dragged me onto the balcony with him. When we were out there, he held me close to him and covered my mouth as we leaned against the wall. I tried pulling his hand away so I could ask him what the hell was going on, and why the hell he had me outside here in nothing but one of his tshirts when he knows damn skippy it's cold as fuck outside. Shawn wasn't moving his hands, restricting me from speech. Suddenly, noises could be heard from inside our hotel room.

"Turn this place upside down!"

"They're in here somewhere!"

Shawn held me tighter to him and loaded his gun, then loaded mine and handed it to me.

"Wait, do you hear that?" One of then said from outside.

"Shit..." Shawn whispered. He was about to get into attack position and let me go in the process. I was too until I saw a ladder going up to the roof. Yeah yeah, we booked the penthouse. It's, funnily enough, the safest place in a hotel.

I tapped Shawn on the shoulder and pointed to it. He glanced back at the doors before nodding at me. I wasted no time in charging up the ladder and climbing to the other side of the pointed roof. Shawn followed closely behind and pulled up the ladder after him, before coming and joining me.

We ducked and hid behind the slope of the roof, holding our balance with our feet in the panels of the roof tiles. Shawn held me close to him by the waist to insure that I wouldn't slip. We were 50feet off the ground after all.

"Who was that and how did they find us?!"

"That, my love, was the police."

"THE POLICE?!"

"Yes. The police, the po-po, the boyz in blue."

"Yeah I know who they are shawn but how did they find us? I thought our aliases were totally untraceable?" He shushed me briefly as we heard footsteps beneath us. The whole top floor was ours so this was a sign that they were leaving. After a couple of minutes on the roof, making sure they had definitely left, we went back into our room and started packing our things.

Finally ramming all our shit, which was mainly money and guns and burner phones, into a duffle bag, we snuck out the back exit and got into the car.

"So where to now? We have looked all over this damn state, there is not exactly anywhere to go."

"We are going back to the headquarters. We can eat and decide where to go from there." He glanced over at me and smiled. "Love you."

"I know you do." I said putting my hand on his thigh. "And if I haven't told you already, I think you are doing a great job."

"A great job doing what?"

"Protecting the people you love. I know that you have been feeling kind of down since Aaliyah was taken, and me bitching at you yesterday wasn't helping, but you should know that you are a great father. And very great boyfriend. And I'm sure solange will one day see you as the Brother she never had."

"Even though I killed her dad?"

"Even though you killed her dad."

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We walked into the building that had 'Handy Henry' written in big letters on the front. As I looked around the room that was pretty much just a huge office, I started to wonder if we had the right place. Shawn lead me up to the front desk and a man with a head set and white button up greeted us.