His Baby {completed}

Chapter 27

I then turn and eye the handgun that is still sitting in my seat. No I can't go and try to "save" Hurst. If anything I would be running into a situation that would cause him to have to save me instead. A scream leaves my lips as another row of Gunfire sounds off. I can now hear muffled screams from within the building. The gunfire and screams are muffled just enough so I can hear it with being so closely parked to the building but someone walking along the sidewalk a few hundred feet away behind Hurst's car would not notice a thing.

Silence envelops the night once again two minutes later. Trembling, I peek back over the dashboard of the car towards the building. The front door opens and Hurst emerges without a single scratch. He is whistling a tune that I can't quite place while swaggering towards the car.

I only hesitate a second before rushing to unlock the car after he taps the driver's side window tossing me a devilish grin from outside. "Hurst! Oh my god, I was so worried.....is everything alright? Should I call Alex?" Hurst slams into the car door and grins over at me with a wink.

"Honey, this old man has been taking care of himself long before that young buck of yours came into the picture. I can handle a...disagreement love. Everything is perfect. You want to go get some ice cream before we head back home?" He asks after a short shout of laughter.

I look over at him not knowing whether or not I should be worried or amused. "Umm...Ice cream would be nice, I guess." I whisper out in return. Hurst leans over and briefly kisses me on the forehead again before pulling out of the parking lot. "Today was such a great day tochter, I had so much fun. Thank you for spending your day with this old man."

I just offer him a weak smile back and a squeeze from my hand to his arm still very confused.

What the hell just happened?

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***Alex POV***

I turn my wrist to and fro as I eye my right heavily bandaged hand. The office door of the downtown club opens up and Jason walks in. I smile and raise an eyebrow, "Our guest have arrived?" I ask. He rolls his dark eyes and gives his head a quick nod.

Jason doesn't really care all too much for the Irish. We have had a bad run in with them a few years ago. Plus they are middlemen. Which are not associated with an organization per say, they work in moving product for whoever offers the best price. Working with middlemen can be tricky because they truly do not have any loyalty to anyone. Whoever offers the most benefits and cash can do business with them. And if you pay them enough, you can intercept or gain someone else's shipment without so much as a fuss from them.

I don't work with middlemen often. We already have loyal international contacts that are solely affiliated with the organization. The Irish were the ones who wanted a meeting with us today in which I will use to my advantage. Santos was their main consultant and of course with his death a huge dent in their profits was created.

My guess is that they are coming to me today to gain a new customer contact or bitch about losing their old one. I will hear their case with an open mind. Middlemen just like informants despite their wavering loyalty can be useful. 

"Man why are we even entertaining these fools Alex?" Jason finally snaps out loudly not caring if the incoming Irish hears him or not. The Irish will be here any second but who cares if they hear my response. In this industry we all use one another to some degree one way or the other. You just have to be careful not to be used more to your opponent's advantage then they are being used to yours.

"They have a long time running contract with the Russians." I say without further explanation. Jason mouth drops and a 'aha expression' crosses his face as he understands what I am getting at. The Russians aren't sworn enemies of the organization. We tolerate one another and keep our distances respectively for the most part. They know better then to move against us. And we don't bother to move against them because they are a smaller operation and to put it honestly; they haven't been a real threat.