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Every day that passes, it becomes harder to look at myself in the mirror. I dislike the woman I’ve become.
I know my traits have hardened over time. There’s a constant scowl on my face, eyebrows as black as my hair always pinched to show not to fuck with me. It’s usually enhanced by heavy makeup and by the ‘HELL’ tattooed along my temple.
I open the vanity above the sink without a second look at my face. Since Ivan last talked with the Wolves and told me I had officially lost their protection or any business with them, there’s a constant headache banging at the back of my head.
Like someone is hammering just above my neck.
Bang. Over a hundred people rely on you.
Bang. They won’t be able to feed their families.
Bang. Your closest friends are unsafe.
Bang. Your crew will run out of money.
Bang. People will die.
I huff for the second time in less than five minutes of being awake.
My entire life is a shitshow.
Popping two pills in my mouth, I swallow them before getting in the shower.
Two months ago, I was at the prime of my success. I didn’t care about angering the Wolves because I was planning the biggest job of my life without their involvement.
I didn’t care when the Wolves decided to let me go, because I knew everything I had put in place to secure mine and my crew’s future was going to go perfectly fine.
With three of my most trusted soldiers, closest friends, I robbed ten million dollars from the Bank of Silver Falls. And we fucking got away with it.
There was no reason for us not to because I planned it all myself.
But there was one thing I didn’t calculate.
My lifelong enemy, Emma Scott, the head of NSC, waiting at the place where we would hide the money with three of her guys, guns ready.
They took it all. Ten fucking million dollars. My future, my safety net, my pride. All gone in a matter of minutes.
While Emma had spent months securing a deal with a new family from the Cosa Nostra, while she planned to rob me, I was being careless and throwing my relationship with the Wolves away.
Now I have nothing. No big organization backing me. No money. No new plan.
And she has all the leverage she needs against me.
My lips part when the freezing cold water hits my skin.
I’ve been driving myself crazy thinking over and over again how the bitch found out about my heist.
She’s tough, street smart, an opportunist. She grew up on the North Shore, in the family that built NSC. Emma Scott knows an opportunity to take power when she sees one. But she’s not intelligent. At least not like me.
She’s a follower, still taking advice from her dad when it comes to leading NSC.
I’m a leader. I would sacrifice myself time and time again for my crew. I quite literally threw myself at the Wolves to secure our future. I would risk anything to keep us in power.
She and I aren’t the same, plain and simple.
Lately, my right-hand, Elliot, has noticed she got a new car. A Range Rover she certainly can’t afford.
Then she had the occasion to threaten me with some secrets I kept from the Wolves. Things she should have never known in the first place, like the fact that one of our girls was hiding with us while someone from the Wolves was looking for her. Someone who has paid a lot of money to have her.
