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“The warehouse on Madison, was just hit.”
“What the fuck? How? Did they get away? There was security there tonight. Extra because Ivan was uneasy about leaving a large amount of product in there.” Dante asked before Ivan could.
“It’s a fucking blood bath.”
“Our men?” Ivan asked.
“One may not make it, but the others are okay. Six men came in heavily armed with semi-automatic weapons. Two were able to pull out one of the loaded trucks but our guys got them before they made it out of the gates. They’re trying to cover everything up right now and hope no one heard the gunfire. It’s not exactly an isolated location.” Rogan told Ivan.
“You were right to put those men there. Holy shit Ivan.” Dante said and just then they heard the gunfire.
Dante and Mirnon covered Ivan as Rogan drew his gun and stood in front of him.
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It happened so fast. Commerce could tell that something was going on with Ivan, and the way Rogan approached and they started talking and Ivan pulled out his cell phone. He glanced back toward Marcollies who must have seen what was going on too and the man began to walk toward them when the gunshot went off. Marcollies ducked. People screamed. Commerce went running as well as his men and the each fired their weapons at the two guys heading toward Marcollies ready to kill him. Marcollies was on the ground, his own two security guys next to him.
“Are you hit? Are you hit?” Commerce repeated when Marcollies didn’t answer.
“My arm.” He said and then Commerce saw the blood.
“Striker, Falcon, the valuables in the room, cover them. Get people to pack them up now.” He said so they could ensure they made it back to the safe at Marcollies facility.
Credence attended to Marcollies’ injuries as Commerce and Cole checked the two men they killed. Security from the event was heading in trying to figure things out. Commerce had already made sure to show his identification and start filling them in on the incident. When he saw the tattoo on the one dead guy’s arm and then heard Ivan’s voice, he knew this was bad.
“They work for Ched Maloney.” Ivan said. His ear to the phone. “Who are the men on your end? Any identification? Do you know them?” he asked whomever was on the other line.
“Got it. Stay on guard.” Ivan ended the call.
“One of our guys said Red Ties gang, and Maloney’s guys. Those fucking assholes hit us all simultaneously.”
“We’ll take care of it. Get our men to pick up Maloney and Aiden now.” Dante said and then nodded to Rogan.
“The cops are here, keep it low key on that. We’ll handle this.” Commerce said to Ivan.
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Ivan walked away with Dante, Mirnon and Rogan. “Get Denver on the line, Lucca, and whomever we have at Gables. Have them watch over Annabella.” Ivan said.
“Got it.” Dante said as they headed out to the SUV, being careful to look around and take extra precautions. Ivan was furious. He growled as he got into the back seat.
“They pull this shit, they go down. All of them.” Ivan raged.
“We got Maloney and Aiden. They were on their way to the airport. The men are taking them to the location.” Mirnon said from the front passenger seat. Rogan was driving.
Ivan’s heart was racing, his blood pumping. These scumbags tried to take out a boss, a made man in the top five families. Marcollies only had a flesh would, and Commerce and the men were successful in stopping it from going further. He was grateful for that. Markov Defense & Security was legit, so dealing with the cops would work out fine. There was a bigger picture here though.
The warehouse where the product was being stored before distribution tomorrow was there. If they had been successful it would have been a hit to all the families, to Ivan, in the multi-million dollar range. There were very few people who knew about the deal, the delivery to the marina tomorrow for delivery to California. He was breathing through his nostrils.
“Only a few of us knew about the delivery tomorrow. About the product being stored there, Ivan.”
“I know Dante. I know. Get your father on the line.” He told him and Dante called his father, Ivan’s uncle. His cell phone rang and Ivan saw that it was Monte Kolocheck, one of the five heads of the families.
“Monte.”
“What do you need? I’m hearing mixed information.”
