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“Boss. Are you hit?”
“NO. WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE SHOTS COMING FROM?”
“I don’t know.” Right as he says it, I hear the radio come on and Scar says that he is engaged with a vehicle to the left of the car behind us that he and Anais were driving in.
“Is Anais hit?” Everything in me is split. I need to get out of this goddamn car and reign hell down on the piece of shit who ambushed me. But my life is in this car. How can I leave her?
“DARIO!!” My Queen continues to scream and cry as bedlam finds us and with every cry and pained shout of my name I become more and more murderous. My blood grows thicker as it travels to my brain and sparks the reaper inside of me.
“Baby it’s ok. I promise you will be ok.” I try to reassure as the sounds of war continue.
“CLICK! I need her out of here.” I command as I pull my Glock from the middle console.
“I know boss. Hydro and Acid just pulled up. Anais is going to pull back and come grab her.”
“Click go out the passenger side and circle behind. Make sure Anais gets to the car and in the driver's seat.”
“You got it.” I wait for him to exit the vehicle and look down to my little bird.
“Baby, your guard is going to get you home safely. I want you to go with her and she is going to put you into the safe room. No one will get to you.”
“NO!! DARIO!! Please stay with me. Please.” she cries and grabs me, trying to lock her body around mine. My heart is fucking breaking even as the cement inside of it dries and hardens as I prepare for demolition.
“Listen to me, Jewel. I have to take care of this. I have to have my mind in the right place when I do. Do not make me worry about you. Do as you are told. Do you understand?” her face red and snotty, nose swollen from crying so profusely. Her hair is covered in glass, but it glitters around her like a crown of diamonds. Even in distress she is beautiful. That is why I have to fight. I have to prove to her and everyone else, I can protect her. “Answer me.” I demand shaking her. Her anguish is aiding the fury I am producing, giving me more power to enact vengeance.
“Yes. Y-yes I understand.” Thank fuck.
“I’m here sir.” I hear Anais say and look up to make sure she too is alright.
“You protect her with your life. If anything happens to her, kill yourself. Do you understand?”
“I understand Boss. Do not worry. The Queen will be my only priority.”
“Go! Now!” I slide out of the car automatically aiming my weapon and fire. From what I can surmise there are three assailants. Fuck taking cover. I walk right in the direction of the flashing lights and never stop firing. I am vaguely aware of some of my guys walking behind me as we ascend. “Son of a bitch.”
The one that hits the ground I recognize as Pagolo Maltabiancchi. He is the nephew of Piero Maltabiancchi. He is one of the only three drug lords I allowed to stay in business only because I couldn’t prove they were supplying here. The other two I allowed to stay are Glonis Maggiano and Milo Geusieppe. We came to a sort of...understanding if you will. Apparently, peace is no longer desirable.
“Boss is that…” Click says, his voice as surprised as mine considering they know not to fuck with me.
“I guess the truce has been revoked. All of the noise has stopped, and the three men lie on the floor, not dead, but wounded. My guys know when someone comes for me, I don't want them to go easy and killing them is easy.
“Is the crown all locked up?”
“She is in the bunker and safe.” Thank fuck.
“Excellent. Bring them.'' I walk away heading to the car Anais and Scar were traveling in, waiting for tonight's entertainment to be loaded into the trunk. I take a deep breath as I sit in the seat, clearing my mind of all the sweet shit she brings out in me. I don’t need sugar right now. I need blood. I need red copper as it sprays all over me, reminding me that once again I am stronger than all of these fucks. “Blast that shit.”
Click looks over his shoulder and says, “Fuck.” See, my guys know that when I tell them to blast ‘Heathens’ by Twenty One Pilots, no one is leaving the slaughterhouse clean.
I walk in ahead of them, my mind whirring with the options. I know beyond the second set of doors is my crew. The top officers only are allowed to be present during an interrogation and investigation.
