*** Ash's POV ***
Mick and I arrive back at the brewery. No one should be there yet there's an unfamiliar car parked at the curb. A woman leans against the trunk.
"Fuck! That's Bebe!" Before I can say anything Mick is out of the car and hurtling towards her.
"Fuck! Mick! She could be dangerous!" As he storms towards her, she turns and it looks like she's been crying. She sees Mick and despite the murderous expression on his face she moves to him. She tries to reach out for him, but he grabs her gruffly.
"Fucking traitorous cunt!" He seethes.
"I know! I know! But I can't do it anymore. Too many people are going to get hurt! I'm so happy you're here!" She melts down onto her knees sobbing. Mick still holds her wrists, breathing heavy. I can tell he doesn't know how to respond. "The trunk...open it." She sobs.
"It's a fucking trap. Don't listen to a word..." Mick tells me.
Bebe cuts him off. "Mick she's in there."
"Who? Who is in the trunk?" Mick shakes her.
I rush up to the front and pop the trunk. "Stand back, just in case." I caution as I nudge the trunk open. Stef is laying in the trunk, unconscious.
Mick releases Bebe immediately and lurches toward Stef. Tears roll down his face as he holds her to him. "Stef! Please no!"
I rush forward and check her pulse. It's strong. I grip the back of Mick's neck hard and make him look at me. "She's okay. Look at her. She's breathing. She's just knocked out."
Mick looks down and starts to weep. "Oh thank fucking God. I love her. I can't lose her."
Bebe whimpers. "It was supposed to be me."
It's my turn to unleash on her. "Fuck you, Bebe. You used him to get to Reese."
"But I caught feelings." She whines.
"Bullshit!" Mick yells.
"Why do you think she's not in there? I stalled, but it's too late for them."
I stop cold. "Who Bebe? What has Santiago done?"
All of a sudden there's a loud boom. We all jump and take cover. Something exploded!
Then I see it. I smell it. Red, hot flames consuming my brewery.
Bebe mumbles. "It's too late for them."
I grab her and shake her. "Who, BEBE?!WHO?"
She just laughs, even as tears stream down her face. This chick is fucked up.
"Fuck. Call 911 and get Stef away from the building in case this place goes up. I'm going in. I'm taking this crazy bitch." I tell Mick.
"You can't go in there!" He protests.
"For all I know Reese is in there, I'm going in!" I insist.
Mick grabs me by the collar and I pop him in the jaw. He stumbles back.
I yell. "Do as I fucking said to do. You, you're coming with me."
"Too late...too late. No no no!" She spazs once I grab ahold. I could give two shits about what she wants. The front doors are still operational although the fire is spreading quickly. The second we walk through the doors another loud pop and Bebe goes slack.
"Let's go...oh shit!" I drop her arm when I realize she's been shot right between the eyes. She's dead.
I try to see through the smoke, but I can't see anything. But then I hear a teasing voice. Santiago.
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Beauty and the Brewer
Romance*** COMPLETED STORY *** Book 3 of the Design Series. Could be read as a stand alone, but if you're curious about what happened to get some of our characters to this point or if you don't like spoilers and plan to read the Design Series, it would be...