The Billionaire and His Driver

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Ronny grabbed his nine iron to hit the ball about a hundred feet onto the green as he and Sully stood on his golf course on the west end of his estate. Sully, who went first, nearly had a hole in one. But Sully had aways been the better golfer. Ronny just wanted to get on the green. And then make his presence known. But just as he was about to swing, gunshots could be heard near the front of the property: at the main house.

Both men immediately knew it was gunshots they were hearing. But before they could make any moves at all, grounds security assigned to them while they were on the wide-open golf course suddenly swooped in and created a tight perimeter around the two powerful brothers.

“What’s happening?” Ronny asked his detail chief.

“Shots heard from inside the residence, sir.”

“Inside?” Ronny’s heart dropped. Brina was inside!

As his men began hurrying the brothers to whisk them off site, Ronny jerked away from their grasp. “I’ve got to get to my house,” he said with panic in his voice as he broke the security barrier and ran toward his golf cart.

“Sir, we’ve got to get you off site,” the detail chief insisted as he ran with him.

But Ronny wasn’t listening. And Sully wasn’t either. Both men hopped onto the cart and Ronny sped away. The security detail was running after them, but men on foot were no match for how fast Ronny was driving that cart. The chief called to grounds security at the main house to find out what was happening and to warn them to protect the boss. But nobody was answering.

By the time Ronny and his brother made it to the main house, all of the shooting had stopped. But it didn’t matter to Sully. He pulled out the loaded Glock he always kept on his person, took the lead in front of his brother, as they ran inside.

Grounds security at the main house were already inside. So was Tex. But what the brothers saw when they got inside the servants’ quarters took their breath away. “ Good Lord ,” said Ronny.

Many of their maids, including Gail and Shanilla, were on the floor wounded. Mr. Prado had been shot, too, along with Elvira.

“Where’s Sabrina?” Ronny asked hysterically. He didn’t see Brina! “Where’s Sabrina?!”

Sully was blown away by the carnage, first, and then by his brother’s reaction. It was as if he was going to die where he stood if he didn’t find his driver.

But she was there. Tex, who was rendering aide to one of the other maids, had a body so big that it had been blocking her small frame. She was on her knees, pressing a towel over the wound of yet another maid, when Ronny finally saw her.

When he saw her, and saw that she had not been hit, he fell on his knees, inwardly thanking God. Then he got up and hurried to her. “Are you okay?” he asked her anxiously. “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine. Help her please!”

Ronny attempted to staunch the blood flow of the wounded maid to relieve Brina because he could see she was totally outdone. She sat down on the floor shaken.

Sully was shaken, too, but he didn’t hesitate. He hurried to Elvira, a woman he’d known since his childhood, to make sure she was okay. But she wasn’t. She was in bad shape. But James Prado was doing all he could to staunch her bleeding too. The security team that had run in with Tex were helping Gail and Shanilla as well.

Sully went over to Brina, and knelt down beside her, and asked if she was okay. But Ronny was asking her that very question constantly as he continued to staunch the blood flow of his maid. He was also looking around at the devastation in his servants’ hall. And at Jockey’s lifeless body. He could hardly believe what he was seeing in his own home.

When he heard sirens fast approaching, he felt nothing but relief.