Harsh Decisions [The Notorious Five #2]

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Summary

*Warning: Contains MATURE content. Due to sexual content and graphic language, this book is recommended for 18+* This is book two of a five part series, it is recommended to read the series in order due to references of prior novels. Two months. That’s how long I’ve been chasing Trigger Colombo. Wanted for the murder of Gabrielle Santos, killed out of revenge and creating a war between gangs. The poor woman didn’t have a chance against one of the Five. But Trigger Colombo is a clever man, I’ll give him that. I feel like I’m searching for a ghost. Just when I have him within my reach, he disappears. It's frustrating that he is always one step ahead of me... until he’s not.

Genre:
Romance / Action
Author:
L Hope
Status:
Excerpt
Chapters:
1
Rating:
n/a
Age Rating:
18+

Excerpt

LEXIE

“Don’t do anything stupid!” I had my gun pointed right at his chest, my finger resting gently on the trigger. I inhaled slowly and exhaled steadily. It would only take a gentle squeeze for the firing pin to release and this man would be down. Not the outcome I wanted but I’d do it.

“You’re surrounded, Street.” I repeated confidently, hoping he would finally listen to me.

His eyes widened like a deer caught in headlights. He was searching for an escape. He began to back away, a small smirk playing on his lips that unnerved me. That’s when I noticed he was reaching behind his back.

“Don’t —”

The shot echoed against the solid walls of the warehouse. My ears rang loudly. All I could hear was my heartbeat and heavy breaths as I folded over myself. My gun dropped to the floor and I instinctively clutched my ears to keep the dizziness at bay.

When I managed to look back up, Chester was disappearing through a side door.

“Lopez!” Harris called to me through my earpiece.

“He’s heading to the rear!” I shouted back instantly. My feet picked up and I pushed through the pain in my head, following Chester down a long passageway. I wasn’t far behind him until he stumbled over trash bags on the floor and I immediately pummelled into him. Taking him down to the floor in a full force tackle.

Chester was too quick, though, too strong. Before I knew it, I was on my back. He threw the first punch to my gut and I heaved a wrenching groan, rolling over to avoid taking another impact.

“Come on, bitch.” Chester taunted me, there was a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. “You want me, come and get me!” His laugh was evil, begging me to knock it out of him. I knew this bastard wasn’t going to give up without a fight. Lucky for him, he was in for one because I wasn’t going to give up either.

Adrenaline soared through my body, my left elbow came up instantly, hooking him on the cheek before I threw my right fist to his chin. He stumbled backwards, holding himself up using the abandoned table beside him.

Rage flickered in my eyes for a moment, I was holding onto that anger because it’s what I survived on. Chester was backing up, fists at the ready. I didn’t waste another second, I pushed myself up from the floor and kicked my foot up, making contact with the side of his head. He had no time to block my next assault as I kicked him in the gut so hard that his oversized body fell back against the wall. His breaths wavering under the amount of exercise he was having to endure. He was having a hard time keeping up and I could see his stamina faltering.

I thought I had the upper hand but fuck was I wrong. Chester’s face reddened and his nostrils flared before he screamed out and thundered towards me. Picking me up by the waist, he slammed me into the wall once more. The wind was knocked out of me instantly and I forced myself to cough to get my breathing back under control.

“Harris.” I spluttered into my earpiece, but I was met with silence. “Harris!”

Where the fuck was he?

A hand reached out, grabbing me by the throat and sliding me across the surface. I gripped his wrist with my own hands, attempting to pry him off me. But he was too strong. I kicked out, hoping to make contact with his leg, his crotch. Anything. But he dodged each flailing limb.

My grip dropped when my back slammed against the wall for the third time and fat knuckles caught my mouth so hard my teeth rattled. Dark spots danced in front of my vision and a haze fell over my eyelids.

Tears stung my eyes, but they weren’t out of fear. I could feel my throat constricting, my chest ached from attempting to inhale so hard but I refused to give up. My arm came down on his, yanking him free for a second. My body dropped so ungracefully that I felt the bruises on my hands and knees already. I didn’t care though.

“Shit.” I coughed and spluttered, wiping my chin with my forearm to find blood coating my skin. My hands fumbled uselessly around my body. My gun.

I was too busy trying to catch my breath and search for a weapon when a force so heavy it felt like a bus took me down again.

My chest propels against the cold hard floor, a sharp pain jabbed my side and that was all I could focus on as my tunnel vision began to increase.

I tried to push myself up with everything I had left in me, my damn sweaty palms slipped and the crack that followed when my head hit the floor was deafening.

“Argh..” a groan escaped me and I felt my body flip over as a foot lodged itself into my ribs.

I was on my back again, struggling to get up, struggling to catch my breath. Strong hands gripped my throat once more and that familiar haze loomed over me as my circulation was cut off.

I slapped, kicked, writhed under Chester’s heavy body but he wouldn’t let up. “Don’t…do…this.” I gasped, clutching onto oxygen for as long as possible.

My consciousness was waning, I was fighting the abyss that threatened to swallow me up.

“You started it.” Chester sneered so close to me that I could smell the stale cigarettes on his breath.

Suddenly, the weight was lifted from my body. I choked on air as I grasped for as much as possible. I closed my hand protectively around my throat, unable to take anymore. It felt raw, bruised and every time I swallowed it felt like shards were dragging through the inside.

“Harris?” I croaked as my blurry vision subsided.

I couldn’t make out anything other than a tall figure throwing punch after punch into another figure’s face. God I hoped that wasn’t Harris on the receiving end of that brutal assault.

All of a sudden, everything went silent. It stayed that way until my ears could focus on the footsteps that neared me.

I blinked once. Twice. Three times until that dark figure loomed over me. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t focus, I could only lift my arms up defensively to avoid any further attacks.

When it didn’t come, I lowered my fists, allowing them to drop when large hands gently jostled my body. Checking me over? I couldn’t be sure because all at once my adrenaline flew from my body. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I collapsed against the cold floor.

**

“Lopez? Lopez?” I felt the slap on my cheek. Heard the worried voice that echoed in my brain.

My eyelids fluttered open, squinting at the bright light that shone in my eyes. I shot up from my position, gasping like I was breathing for the first time and clutching my raw throat.

There was a loud sigh of relief behind me, it brought me to and as I focused on everything around me I saw Harris clutching his face.

“Thank fuck you’re good.” He released an exasperated groan.

“Wh-? What-?” I blinked back the shock and took a deep breath to steady myself. “What happened?” It felt like I had swallowed glass. I could feel the deep bruises embedded in my skin, a reminder of another close call.

Harris frowned, moving his hands away from his face. “You don’t remember?”

I shook my head. All I could remember was the fight. Chester pummelling into me and my face hitting the floor before everything blacked out.

“You took some mighty hits.” He scoffed impressively, gesturing to my face. “But Street took more. How’d you do that?”

I ignored his question and replied with my own. “Where is he?” I couldn’t feign the eagerness in my words, I didn’t want him to escape.

“In the squad car.” Harris gestured behind him and I looked past the open doors to the ambulance to see Chester staring directly at me. His face was already black and blue and he was adorning a pretty nasty cut to the side of his face. I didn’t remember doing that to him.

I twisted my body, groaning at how much my body ached.

“You shouldn’t have gone in alone.” He shook his head at me and I could hear the disappointment and fear in his voice.

“Yeah? Well… you should have moved quicker, old man.” I teased, wincing when I attempted to laugh at my own joke. Fuck, it hurt to breathe.

Harris clapped a hand to my shoulder making me grimace once again. “Smart ass.” He chuckled.

I watched as he left the ambulance, allowing the paramedics to check me over once more. It was nothing I hadn’t experienced before. Granted, I had my ass handed to me but I would get over that. What I couldn’t get over was who else was in that room with me because it wasn’t Harris.

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