Billionaire and the Sisters Ch. 38

Lucas burst in the door of the condo, and ran to the patio. I'd put a raincoat on and went with him. As we came out, we could hear the whirring sound off towards the other end of the patio. Lucas looked around, and then pulled out his weapon.

Lucas moved to the solid balcony railing and rested his handgun. He said to me, "Go over by the round table. I need you moving around so he focuses on you and not me."

I walked across the patio, and made clean up motions at the large table that still had some of the remnants from our barbecue buffet on it. I slowly stacked things, occasionally looking around the skies as though I heard a noise but couldn't tell where it was coming from. In general, I tried to keep my back to the drone.

I was aware that the drone was very near the balcony railing behind me as I puttered at the table. I made my skyward scan again, feigning confusion as to the sound.

There was then a terrible crash. I turned just in time to see that Lucas had a broom in his hand and he had smashed the drone onto the patio. Several of its propellers still turned trying to lift the injured bird in the air, but three of the six were out of commission, and a fourth was barely turning.

Lucas grabbed a heavy towel from one of the chaises and threw it over the drone. That stopped all the props from turning quite suddenly and blinded the camera.