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“Tell Maverick I’ll call him later, please,” I say, taking my car keys from my pocket.
Melanie nods, walking me outside to my car. “I will. And don’t worry about Olivia. We’ll take great care of her, and you can pick her up tomorrow night.” After giving her one final thanks, I leave, speeding my way home because I’m so fucking eager to pick my family up so we can go and take care of Sebastian by tonight.
Tonight is our only chance.
His new fiancée has moved into his house, and she’s currently away at a spa, thanks to me. The dumb bitch thought she won a spa package for one and happily accepted and went away.
Obviously, she had no idea that I’m the one that booked the trip and had Elena call and tell her she’d won and deliver all the details. Lee was surprised when she learned that Sebastian allowed her to go, considering he never let her have any freedom. But she also mentioned that he had been the perfect gentleman while they were dating and engaged. She said his true self and anger didn’t show until after they were married, so she never had any idea what she would be getting herself into.
With Courtney out of the way, we’ll have access to Sebastian without any witnesses or interruptions. He has no neighbors, and his house is miles outside of town, so I’m thrilled.
Everything will be perfect tonight.
My little hellion will get exactly what she deserves. And so will Sebastian.
I’ve just pulled into my driveway when my phone rings, and Jaden’s name flashes on the screen. With the roll of my eyes, I answer the call. “What do you want, Jaden?” The needy fucker has been testing my patience lately. As the Westside Disciples prepare to go against the South Lords to gain control over territory, he seems to be blowing up my phone more than ever.
“Eli, we need more. Those dumb South Lord fuckers have some serious fucking power,” he growls into the phone. “They have some military-grade shit, and I want you to get what they have.”
“What makes you think I can get what they have?” He doesn’t need to know that I’m the one supplying guns to the South Lords.
“Did you or did you not tell me that you can get anything I need? I held up my end of the deal, and now you need to hold up yours.” His tone darkens, and I can tell his anger is about to get the best of him.
“Fine.” My eyes roll. “I’ll call Maverick, and he’ll be in touch.”
“Good. I swear to fucking God I’m going to find out where they’re getting their guns, then I will fucking kill the bastard supplying them,” he vows, bringing a smile to my face. I’d like to see him try.
“All right, good luck with that. Maverick will call you.” I end the call, not needing to wait for his response. One thing about Jaden is…he’s a little bitch. Since he’s taken over leadership, there’s been zero gang wars between WD and anyone else. He wouldn’t even know what the fuck to do in a real fight.
As for his threats about killing the supplier, I’m not worried. I stay behind the scenes, and no one knows I’m the supplier for the South Lords. Apart from my family, no one has a single fucking clue.
Maverick knows because he’s the one who arranges for a third party to drop off to the South Lords, but I consider him family, and I’m not worried he’d break our confidentiality agreement.
Besides, Jaden would never bite the hand that feeds him. He needs me too much to ever do something stupid.
The passenger side door opens, and Lee sticks her platinum head inside. “Hey, are we going or sitting out here all day?”
A smirk spreads across my lips. “I was just coming in to get you.”
“Lucky for you, we’re all ready.” She climbs into the seat, buckling up.
My attention turns toward the front door, and I watch as King, Rowen, and Ace walk out, each carrying a duffle bag.
Rowen ups the trunk of the SUV and throws the bags inside while King and Ace climb inside the backseat.
“God damn, how many fucking bags do you all need?”
“Well, we’ll need a change of clothes and whatnot, and King wanted to bring some of his…toys,” Lee explains with a shrug as if it were completely fucking normal for us to be on our way to kill someone without a single care in the world.
King’s big ass squeezes between our seats in the front, leaning over the middle console. “Group selfie, guys. We have to document this moment.”
“Document what? Premeditated murder?” Lee deadpans, her voice full of amusement.
“Butterfly, shut up, and let’s all say my cock is the biggest while we smile.” He opens the camera app to the front camera and tilts the phone to the side to allow us to all get into the phone, Ace and Rowen squeezing in the best they can.
With a laugh, we all shout, “My cock is the biggest!”
King snaps several pictures, and after he’s had his photo fun, he sits back and whines, “Guys, you were supposed to say ‘King’s cock is the biggest.’”
