Page 5 of Stalemate


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“The Vargas cartel is coming after us because they think we had something to do with the disappearance of their heir who was studying here in the States.” Bishop’s words have a pit of dread settling inside me and Koby’s earlier declaration coming to the forefront of my mind.They are the Memento Mori and their calling is the cards. The cartel is after us because I think they took out the heir of their family.

What if she is right and our children did this?

“We never fucking touched their kid. They know we don’t go after women or children,” King snaps.

“The only way we stop them from coming after us is either fight or find the kid.” Bishop’s tone is ominous. The easier choice would be to find the kid but doing that shows weakness on our part, making us look like we are scared of a war, which we aren’t.

“Do you have an idea about what happened to the kid?” Vin asks.

Bish shakes his head. “I knew the kid was here but I never bothered with it because they agreed to only send two guards with him. I gave them my word we wouldn’t go after their kin.”

“Fuck, if we go to war we risk casualties… if we don’t we look like bitches.” Gage voices what we are all thinking.

“I don’t relish the idea of going to war but I also refuse to take the blame for harming a fucking child. We are a lot of things but we aren’t kiddy killers.” Looking over at Rook I can tell from the look in his brown eyes that he will ride with us no matter what we choose, even if he hates the idea. He never wanted kids or a family, much like me, but now that he has them, he will do anything to keep them safe, as we all would.

“I’ll look into the kid while you get shit into motion for the upcoming war.” Vin looks to each of us before settling his gaze back on Bishop with a firm look on his face. Vin may be the oldest out of all of us but the fucker hasn’t aged a day, not a single gray fucking hair! “I’ll fight with you as I have always done butmywife stays the fuck out of this and so does my daughter. I’ll be sending them both to our house in Aspen where they will remain until this shit is finished. I will never allow either of my girls to be used against me.”

Bishop eyes our brother-in-law warily as he pushes to his feet. Even as he has gotten older, Bish still looks like a fearsome fucker and one look from him can make a grown-ass man piss himself. For twenty years we have busted our asses making sure that everything here in New York runs smoothly since we took over from the other families, well all of them except for the Murelo’s of course.

“Get my sister on the next plane out of here with my wife and the others, the cartel is coming to us,” Bishop grits out through clenched teeth then drops a stack of Polaroid pictures on the small table in the middle of the room as he stalks out.

We all move toward the table and anger burns hot through my veins at the sight in front of me, each of the girls is pictured and so are the kids well, all of them except for four.

Royal,

Chanel,

Havoc,

Chaos,

Now I know without a doubt that the four of them are somehow right in the center of this cluster fuck.

King

The momentI saw my wife and daughter in those pictures I knew that meant war, a threat like this cannot go unanswered. They came for our family and now, we will come for every single one of them, anyone who shares their blood or anyone who meant a fucking thing to them will be buried in the hole right next to their fucking corpse.

“There is no way I am leaving!” I look at Ally and sigh, knowing she wouldn’t go easily. She may look like a meek little mouse but my wife is one feisty badass who isn’t afraid to fuck shit up. “We have the shelters, the women rely on us–.”

“I know!” I cut in. “We’ll get people to take over for you, Kiara and Koby while you are gone but I cannot fight this fucking war while I am worried about you and our daughter getting caught in the crossfire.”

Her gaze softens as she closes the space between us and places her palms flat against my chest peering up at me with those big blue eyes. “Our little girl just graduated yesterday, she is about to start her residency at a hospital in Chicago, we can’t do this to her.”

Her reasoning is solid and under any other circumstances I would agree with her but I can’t, not this time. Those cunts were able to get close enough to my wife at the grocery store to snap a picture and close enough to my daughter at school—I won’t let these bastards live, I can’t.

“I hear what you are saying, I understand it but fucking hell, Ally.” I grip her face between my hands and lean my forehead against hers, breathing her in. She is my fucking world, and the thought of ever losing her or our daughter shreds my insides. “I can’t lose my girls, baby,” I whisper.

Tears cloud her vision as she holds my gaze. Reaching up, she grips my forearms and implores me with a look to understand that she is more vital than I give her credit for. I know she isn’t weak, she is the strongest person I know and can hold her own against a grown ass man but it isn’t her job to fight. It’s my job to protect her so she never has to feel the need to throw another punch. My baby girl is a sinner, that’s for damn sure. Amelia hates that her mother and I are Bishop’s extraction team. We will do whatever it takes to get the information Bishop needs from someone. We hurt, maim, tear them apart and then in the end, kill them.

Our daughter has dedicated her life to becoming a doctor so she can save people, unlike her parents who take lives on the regular.

“I’m not leaving you, we have faced bigger threats than this before. We will send Meelz to Aspen with the others but I’m not going. Do you understand me, King Murdoch? I am not fucking leaving you!”

The conviction in which she delivers her demand has pride swelling in my chest. Twenty years together and this woman still never stops surprising me. She is my reason for striving for more. She is perfection personified and fuck me if that shit doesn’t get me rock-hard. Knowing I have an hour before I have to meet Bishop and the others, I decide to utilize that time and get reacquainted with my wife.

Gripping the back of her neck with one hand I use the other to wrap around her waist and haul her flush against me. She gasps in surprise.

“You know you drive me crazy?” I whisper as I slowly kiss along her jawline and down the side of her neck. Soft mewls and moans tumble from her sinful lips and fuck me if those sounds don’t go straight to my cock.

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