Chapter 489: Don't Do That

Billie Bob Taylor-Pereira

"We could have gotten him!" I loudly yelled after Benedito had tossed me into the Jeep, threw himself into the driver's seat and sped out of the parking lot so fast that the wheels spun. Our guards were racing after us as he drove like a mad man away from the club. 

"Bobby he could have killed you!" he screamed, "He's not someone to be toyed with! I told you to leave."

"I ain't some damsel in distress! He shot me up. I would have to be a turkey drunk off piss for me to simply leave. I'm from Texas, if he thought I was just going to take the fight sitting down he must have been cow pissin'."

"Why can't you ever listen to a word I say! When I tell you to fucking run, you fucking run."

"Just because you were sitting there with your bitch ass face getting strangled silly, does not mean I would have allowed it. He shot you!"