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“It’s more than enough, Brother.”

Damien let out a loud whoop, slapping Diesel on the back before tearing his jacket off to reveal a menagerie of polished steel strapped over his chest and around his waist. He stuffed his tatted hand into his pocket, and when he withdrew it, gleaming brass knuckles glinted in the moonlight as he raised his fist. “Move out!Let’s go kill us some motherfucking Kings.”

We moved on foot,under the cover of darkness, the only sound theshhhof branches brushing thick canvas and the crunch of boots over dry dirt. My guys flanked me as we made our way, them with their guns out and aimed low, me with two of my blades in hand.

As much as I was tempted to use my new gun, I wasn’t acquainted with it well enough to choose it as my first line of defense. He’d get his turn if I lost my blades in battle, though.

I adjusted the sniper bag on my back, feeling the burn in the muscle across my shoulders from carrying it the four miles from where we parked back at a trailhead near the Lennox exit.

Grey wandered closer to my side. “Want me to take it?” he asked in a whisper, but I shook my head.

“We’re almost there.”

I could feel it. Mickey said it was about five miles in, and my body knew the distance from running my whole life. As if on cue, I squinted into the dark, seeing how the terrain changed, sloping upward. That was the hill. And somewhere below it, nestled in a small valley clear of trees would be the factory.

“Hey, Sniper,” a guy called Donny whispered, jerking his chin up and to the right. “This is us.”

Another guy with a sniper bag made his way over while the rest of them continued their careful pace through the trees. Diesel stopped at the head of them and the rest paused with him. He stared right at me, giving me a meaningful nod.Watch over my sons,he said without the need to speak at all.

I nodded back, and he twirled a finger in the air before butting his AK to his shoulder, continuing into the dark.

“Fuck, I change my mind,” Corvus said, his jaw clenching tight. His eyes looking brighter than ever with the black war paint slashed over his sharp features. “Maybe you should come with us.”

“You’re the one who convinced me to do this,” I argued, my whisper cracking like a whip. “I already agreed.”

He cursed, his gaze fixing on Donny and the other guy whose name I could never remember behind us. “You watch her fucking back,” he told them.

“We will.”

“Bones, I’m going to be fine. We all are. And who do you really think will be watching whose back up there?” I challenged, leaning into the darkness, letting it bring me the confidence I needed to do what we were about to do. I was fuckingfast. If anyone came up behind us, I’d be the one laying them out with my blade before either of these fuckers could even draw their weapons.

Corvus put his forehead to mine. “See you when it’s over, Sparrow.”

I nodded against his forehead, and he pulled back.

“Comms check,” Grey said, tapping his ear piece. “Come in.”

His voice echoed in my ear, and I nodded, tapping my ear piece. “I hear you.”

Rook and Corvus nodded, signaling that they could hear me in their ear pieces, too.

“Let’s move,” Donny said. “We need to be in position before it begins.”

Grey surprised me with a rough kiss before Rook stole me away with a fist grip on my pussy through my tactical pants. I opened my mouth in surprise, and he used the opportunity to dive into my mouth with his tongue. I moaned into his mouth, and he bit my lip, drawing blood.

He released my wet cunt, and I blinked up at him, having to shake myself to get my focus back.

“Catch you on the flip side, Ghost.”

“Be careful down there.”

They turned away from me, falling into step with Hardin and Kaleb, the five of them moving like shadows through the trees. I watched until I couldn’t pick them out from the others anymore, and Donny nudged my forearm. “Come on, there’s nothing you can do for them from down here. Let’s climb.”

I sighed, sheathing my blades as we hiked the steep slope all the way to its summit, having to resort to digging my fingernails into the hard dirt and rock to get up the last fifteen feet to the mostly flat top. Jagged rock made finding good spots to set up a challenge and peering down over the lip of stone, I knew trying to jump down and run into the action would be more of a challenge than I originally thought.

I would be more likely to roll down the steep face than run.

The other two snipers and I got into position, and I knew it wasn’t a mistake that they placed themselves to either side of me, Corvus’ orders to watch my back likely still ringing in their ears.

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