The place erupted in chaos.
The people out in the lawn scrambled to get their s**t and scuttle while Cole's men rush inside the house to scrub evidence of their drug op and whatever else illegal s**t they've been doing.
No thoughts transpired through my mind. I just grab Ayla by the hand and run.
Or attempted to.
Ayla slips from my hold and instead she runs to the direction of Cole's house.
I manage to catch up, stopping her from entering what would be a scene of the crime in mere minutes.
"Ayla, we have to go."
"No, you don't understand. Cole's going to have our heads if we lose anymore drugs and to cops of all people." Her eyes were filled with panic and distress.
But I can see through her raven eyes that she knew it was a lost cause.
I shake my head. "It's a goner, Ayls. Lea
