Page 22 of Stalemate


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“Get them the help they need and we will cause no problems,” I growl.

“You don’t have the advantage here to make demands,” Chance grits out. I don’t bother to look at him. I answer, keeping my gaze fixed on Emelio.

“You made a grave mistake siding with him. I was prepared to bury this conflict between us but not now.”

The fucker snarls. “I know you didn’t kill my son but I do know that your fucking children had something to do with it. Make no mistake, I’m coming for them next.” My brothers begin to shout out their protests.

“Quiet.” At the booming sound of my voice the four of them shut the fuck up. I smile up at Chance and Emelio as the sound of helicopter blades can be heard in the distance. Thank fuck, Gage is going to make it. “Send your best men after them, as many as you have.” They both frown. “My son, the twins and my niece are the best at what they do. You won’t know they have you where they want you until it’s too late. They are the Memento Mori and they will remind you that death isn’t optional.”

They say nothing as the helicopter lands and paramedics rush over with a stretcher to load Gage on it. I pray to a God who turned his back on me years ago to not take my brother from me. Vincent is helped to his feet, supported by a paramedic and led toward the helicopter. On his way past he winks down at me, it was so fast I wouldn’t have seen it if I wasn’t paying such close attention to him. My eyes are drawn to his hands that are cuffed behind his back and that’s when I see it, his wedding band is no longer gold, it’s black.

I nod my understanding. Vincent is always one step ahead and because of that, he was smart enough to switch out his wedding ring before we left New York and replaced it with one that is fitted with a tracker so my sister and the others will be able to track him and Gage.

“Get their asses on the plane,” Chance orders. Guards haul the four of us to our feet, but before we can be led to the plane Emelio steps in front of me, his dark eyes boring into mine.

“Killing your heir is going to be the sweetest revenge.” I lurch forward and manage to headbutt the cunt and relish the groan of pain that tears from him, then I’m yanked backward before I can do it again.

“Touch my son and I’ll fucking kill you!” I roar. The cunt just smiles.

“Once I deal with your son, I may even take your wife to bed just so she knows what it’s like to be fucked by a real man before I put a bullet between her eyes.” I’m dragged toward the plane screaming out threats and cursing each of those cunts. I will never stop fighting to get back to my family. I will do whatever the fuck I need to do to make sure my wife and son survive this war even if it means the end of my life.

Now is the time for you to take over, my son, be the leader I know you can be and protect our family until I can get back. It’s time for you to Reign Royal.

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