Page 37 of Entranced With the Hellhound

“Alright boys, we’re gonna hit this crew hard. We don’t lose a soul tonight. You feel me?” Rock hollers to the brothers as we get ready to move on the Street Lords.

Old Fang sang like a fucking canary when Death went to work on his ass. In his defense, he lasted longer than a lot of people. After he told us the Street Lords’ plans, his death was swift. There’s nothing left of his body to find, so he’s just another demon that we sent to hell.

We make it just outside of Fort Worth to the Street Lords’ place. It’s a nondescript building that you wouldn’t know existed unless somebody told you it was there. It’s pretty big, but not as big as the Hounds’ clubhouse.

Wire spent all day getting the specs and layout so we wouldn’t go in blind. That same night, we made our move. The bastards have no idea that we’re coming, and they won’t know what hit them.

When Wire confirmed that Kevin, along with Myers, was in the building, we knew it was our chance to end this shit once and for all. It’s too bad that Parson isn’t here as well. Even though Brick says she’s just an opportunist, I think that bitch is dirty. I’ll keep looking until I have proof, though.

If she’s indeed dirty as I think she is, she’ll get what’s coming to her. Even if it’s just for trying to set Brick up. If she’d gone to anyone else with her bogus concern, Brick would’ve wound up dead.

My blood is boiling at the thought of my brother being in danger and, worse yet, my fucking woman. I’m ready to blow up the entire city block behind Blue, but I can’t do that. So, the next best thing is to kill every motherfucker that ain’t a Hellhound.

We move silently to get to the blind spots of their surveillance. Once we’re there, we enter quickly through a side door. There’s loud music playing and people talking. These asshole have the audacity to have a party like they didn’t just try to kill us. They’re probably celebrating, thinking their little scam of starting a war between us and the cartel worked.

We sneak closer and notice it’s not exactly a party. There are only the men here, but most importantly, Kevin and Myers are in the room. They’re sitting at the head of a large table like two kings.

“Look at these two backstabbing motherfuckers. Ace, are you in position?” Rock asks through the comms we’re all wearing.

“Yep, ready when you are, Prez,” Ace answers.

“It’s a go.”

Ace fires his high-powered rifle without a sound. When Myers’ head jerks back and his body hits the floor with a loud thud, the Street Lords have a delayed reaction. They look around, confused, for a minute, but once they realize the ex-detective is dead, it’s too late.

“Shoot everything movin’,” Rock directs.

The Hounds do as instructed. We go in guns blazing. The Street Lords don’t have a large crew, so it is easy to take them out without much pushback. They didn’t even know what hit them. The sorry motherfuckers.

Rock shoots Frazier as he was running away. Frazier drops to the ground and begins crawling, bleeding tremendously from everywhere. Our former brother in arms is going out like the snake he’s always been, slithering on his belly to get away from the chaos he’s caused.

“After all these years, you’re still a fucking coward,” I say, kicking Frazier so he is on his back.

“Fuck you motherfucker,” Frazier says, coughing up blood. “I ain’t goin’ out like this. I got outta jail after over a decade. I ain’t dying on no dirty ass floor.”

Frazier’s breathing is labored, and I can tell by the gurgling in his words that his lungs are filling with blood. Even if I didn’t plan to end him tonight, the damage has been done. He would die in less than an hour.

It’s a shame, really. All this buildup to find him, and he dies without us torturing him. He’s getting off easy if you ask me.

“Right here on this dirty ass floor is exactly where you’re gonna die, motherfucker,” I say, pointing my gun at his head. “Burn in hell!” I pull the trigger, lighting his ass up.

Frazier’s body jerks violently, but I empty the clip on his ass. All those years of betrayal vanish in an instant. The man has done so much harm that I’m filled with regret for not killing him sooner. But it’s finally time to put the past to rest and move on with the woman of my dreams.

“Hounds, let’s move. Burn this motherfucker to the ground!” Rock yells out.

The hellfire we leave in our wake is a warning for any other bastards who think they can fuck with us. We’ll give you hell by any means, no matter how long it may take.

EPILOGUE

ONE YEAR LATER

BLUE

“Daddy, I don’t know why you’re giving my stepmom such a hard time. She’s a baddie; of course, the men are gonna hound her when she goes anywhere. Especially when we’re together,” Erica laughs, teasing Bishop.

I do my best to hold in my laughter, but when I get a good look at my husband’s face, I bust out laughing. Bishop is so easy to tease these days, especially when it’s his daughter doing the taunting.

“You know I don’t play that baddie bullshit. Where’s the Banker at anyway? You’re gettin’ on my damn nerves,” Bishop grumbles.