Frank pulls the car into the garage and parks in front of me. He steps out of the car and opens the door for me. "Good afternoon, Miss West."

A smile spreads across my face. "Hey, Frank. Thanks for picking me up."

"No, worries. It's my job to do the driving around when the boss or you can't get around. Boss told me what was going on and he wants me to make sure that we're not being followed as I take you to the office." He waits for me to climb into the car before he shuts the door and climbs into the driver's seat.

I look behind me and see a black BMW behind us. "Frank?"

He turns towards me. "I see it, Braelynn. Put your seatbelt on and stay low. I don't know what this guy is capable of."

I put my seatbelt on and lie low as Frank pulls the car out of the parking spot.

The car picks up speed as Frank rushes through the garage. He stops at the gate and types the password into the electronic machine.

I look out the window and see boom gate rise.

Hurry up, gate. We need to get out of here.

Frank puts the speaker on his phone.

Frank: Sir, we have a problem. There's a black BMW that's following us. What do you want me to do?

Bo: I want you to drive as fast you can through the streets and get to my office as safely as you've can without killing Brae and yourself. I will meet you on the street.

Bo hangs up without saying anything else.

I lift my head up and look out the window. I see a tattooed hand extend out of the window and it has a gun in it.

He's going to kill us.

"Miss West, you need to stay low. Do not look out the window again. It's not safe for you do so. They know you've seen the gun." Frank weaves his way through the traffic and he puts his foot down on the accelerator. "Once we get to Bo's office you'll be safe."

"O-0kay." I stutter. I'm slammed forward as the car is rammed into from behind and the seatbelt tightens around me.

I think that's going to leave a mark on me.

Frank curses. "Shit! I need to lose this asshole before he kills someone or us."

I see Frank hit the number 1 button on his phone and I see Bo's number come up on the screen.

Frank: Bo, we need help now. This guy is going to put the lives of innocent people on the line and I can't let that happen.

Bo: Look out the window. Do you see the glistening light of my rifle?

Frank: Yeah,

Bo: Good, now drive toward it. I will be able to make the shot once I make out the car.

Bo doesn't seem like his usual self. He's normally calm and nice. Right now he seems dangerous.

I remember the moment I walked into his house and his staff were we're shocked to see me with their boss.

A couple of times I was walking through the house when I heard a few conversations. They were saying how dangerous Bo was and I overheard the things that he's done and I couldn't believe what they were saying.

Today I'm witnessing the type of man my boyfriend is and I think it's kinda hot. That he's going to do something that can get him arrested, but I doubt they'll ever find him as he knows how to cover his tracks.

Bo: I see you, Frank. Now, hit the accelerator like your life depends on it.

Frank: Yes, sir.

The car speeds up and I close my eyes as we speed through the street of Los Angeles. "We're close to the office, Brae. Just keep your head down a little longer."

"Okay," My heart starts to race and then I feel glass break from the back of the limo. It falls around me and I look at my arm to see a piece of glass stuck in my arm. "Frank,"

He turns in his seat and sees the piece of glass sticking out.

Frank: Bo, you need to do something now. Brae, has a piece of glass in her arm.

Blood begins to pour out my arm and I start to feel tired from the loss of blood.

Bo's POV

I look into my M4oA5 sniper rifle and watch as my driver weaves through the street with my girlfriend in his backseat. I just hope she makes it to the office in one piece. My phone goes off and I answer it to hear Frank say.

Frank: Bo, you need to do something now. Brae, has a piece of glass in her arm.

Looking through the rifle again I see an arm stick out of black BMW and I fire at the arm. The gun falls out of the persons hand and lands on the road. I fire another shot at the car and it hits the driver's window, but it doesn't break the glass.

Shit! They have bullet proof windows. If they keep advancing towards Frank and Brae, they won't be able to make it out of this alive and I can't have that on my conscious right now.

I grab the rocket launcher and aim it at the car. I hit the launch button. Quickly packing up my stuff I high-tail it out of the parking lot, making sure that I don't leave any proof that this was the spot that the rocket was launched from.

When I get to the office I see the car pull in front of the office and Frank is leaning over the steering wheel. He looks at me. "I failed you, boss." He lifts up his hand and shows me the blood coming from his side. His face looks pale and he closes his eyes.

I open the door and see Brae passed out as well. There's blood pouring from her wound and heaps of glass is around her. I pull out my phone and call my private Doctor.

He usually drops everything to come to me as I pay him well for the job he does. He fixes me up without asking questions, but I don't think he'll leave this without questioning me and I'm not sure if I should tell him the truth or give him the half-truth version.

Doctor Lee: Hello, this is Malcolm Lee.

Me: Hey, Doc. It's Bo. I need your help. I have two people that have been involved in an accident. One has been shot and the other has glass in her arm.

Doctor Lee: Where am I meeting you this time, sir?

Me: I'll take them to my place. But, right now we're outside my office.

Doctor Lee: The person that got shot are they in the driver's seat?

Me: Yes,

Doctor Lee: You need to be careful when you move him or the bullet can move around in his side and he can bleed out.

Me: How am I supposed to get the car and the injured to the house?

Doctor Lee: You can't. I'll have to come to you and extract it first and then I'll be able to check the other person's arm.

Me: She's passed out from the blood loss.

Doctor Lee: You should get the girl to the hospital. If you don't want people to ask you question go to my hospital and ask for Doctor Clark and I'll make sure he's there to meet the girl and you.

Me: Okay, thank you.

I hang up the phone before looking at Miles my second in command. "I need you to stay here, until the doctor comes. I have to take Brae to the hospital." I lift up my girl and carry her to my car and place her in the backseat. I buckle her up and head in the direction of the hospital.

On the way to the hospital I see the car that I shot the rocket at and the car is upside down smoking. A smile spreads across my face as I hope that all the people involved in trying to kill Brae are dead.