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“What does that mean?” he asks.
“All my sanctioned missions are wiped. Without him alive to confirm that I was undercover, I will hit the FBI’s most wanted list and all the operations we ran to lock up the fuckers slinging rock and guns will go free from prison.”
“Fuck!” he clips out. Fuck is right. Owen and Leonie fucked me on this one. They assured me that with the drive I would be good, but now without that drive, I’m on my own unless I can bring Quintin in. How funny, the people I spent my life putting away and taking down are the ones here now saving my fucking life.
“London is out there,” I blurt out. Vincent’s eyes widen, he tosses me a gun before racing around the corner, leaving me alone. The fucker shot my shooting arm so I am useless out here. I poke my head around the corner only to come face to face with Ricardo Dominico. I raise my gun ready to shoot. Even if I miss the first shot, thanks to using my shit arm, I’m sure I’ll hit him eventually. The first shot rings out but it’s deflected by the Jeep. The bastard is going to escape. I shoot at the tires but it’s no use, my aim is way fucking off!
Ricardo’s men–what’s left of them—begin to retreat. Fucking pussies. I look around for Quintin, he is the one that I need alive. I spy Royal with a panicked look on his face, running toward me from fifty yards away. I look closer and that’s when I spot London against a wrecked van, with Quintin pointing his gun at her. I take off trying to get to her but I know I will never reach her in time. The pain in my shoulder is void as I push myself to move faster to get to her. I see Chaos and Sin out of the corner of my eye also rushing toward the little girl. Chanel lifts her gun ready to shoot Quintin, but then a hulking form dives in front of London just as a shot rings out. A split second later another shot comes from Chanel, then Quintin is falling to the ground in a heap.
“Havoc!” The pained cry comes from Chaos. I skid to a stop and try to roll Havoc off London but I can’t move him. Royal is there in the next second, rolling his cousin off his little girl. He lifts her and checks her over, blood coats the front of her but none of it’s hers. “No, no, no,” Chaos cries as he drops to his knees beside us and lifts his brother’s torso so Havoc’s back is to his chest. Chanel drops down beside me. Tears stream down her cheeks as she looks at her cousin. Blood pours from his neck, his eyes are drooping shut.
“Havoc…” Sin cries out as she leans forward and places her hand on his wound, to try stopping the flow of blood. I cut a glance to Royal who is clutching London against his chest. She’s crying for her hero—Havoc just saved that little girls life. Royal meets my gaze. I can see it in the depths of his eyes he knows as well as I do that Havoc isn’t going to make it.
“Ch-aos.” Havoc coughs and blood seeps out through his teeth. Chaos tightens his hold on his brother, running one hand through his brother’s hair as he shushes him.
“Don’t talk, save your strength, brother. We can laugh about how much of a pussy you look like right now, tomorrow.” Chaos looks to the rest of us with a plea in his eyes to help him. “Get a fucking chopper!” he screams. “Someone do something.” He looks down at his twin who has now turned pale and can barely keep his eyes open. Realization crashes into Chaos, he’s about to lose the other half of himself. Havoc musters enough strength to tilt his head back slightly and stare up at his twin.
“Lo-ve… you… broth-er,” he chokes out. We all watch as the last breath leaves Havoc's body and he goes limp against Chaos. Sin sobs beside me. I wrap my good arm around her and draw her into my side as she screams into the crook of my neck. London wails in Royal’s hold. She tries to break free to go to her hero, but Royal holds her back. Tears trek down his own cheeks as he stares at his cousins. Chaos looks down at his twin in shock.
“Tell me you love me tomorrow.” His calm, even tone has me stiffening. I dart my gaze above the twins to see Vincent standing there with a broken look on his face as he stares down at his nephews. “You’re going to be fine, you big ass baby.” Vincent’s gaze meets mine as Chaos continues to stroke his brother’s head and place random kisses on the top of it.
“Havoc! I’m sorry, come back. Please, don’t be dead,” London screams. Chaos snaps his eyes to her and that’s the moment it hits him. The war of emotions that was in his gaze a second ago is replaced by anger and hatred.
“He isn’t dead, you little shit. He’s fucking resting so don’t fucking say that shit!” Chaos screams. London recoils into Royal, who holds her close. He doesn’t snap back at Chaos, knowing that this isn’t the time to tell him his brother is gone. Sin continues to sob into me, my heart breaks for my girl. Havoc was one of them and now they have lost their fourth horsemen.
“Someone call Knight!” Vincent screams after his fourth attempt at trying to get Chaos to let Havoc go. Everyone left him alone when he pulled a gun and shot Terry in the leg for trying to take Havoc from him.
* * *
We had no choice but to get every man to lift both Havoc and Chaos into the back of one of the SUVs since Chaos refused to let go of his brother. We couldn’t stay there. With Quintin dead, the mission was a bust. We may have taken out the mole and the head of the Albanian cartel, but none of that matters because we have no proof that the mission was sanctioned. Chanel is huddled into my good side with her father sitting on her other side with his hand on her knee, offering his silent support. Royal sits in front of us with London in his lap, who cried herself to sleep. Two of his men sit up front driving us, but remain silent the entire way.
The atmosphere in the car is tense and filled with pain. We follow behind the car holding the twins. As we pull into the driveway, the twins car cuts across the lawn and heads around the back. Our car comes to a stop in front of the house where Erika and Carlina wait, both rushing forward the minute we stop. Royal gets out and goes to Erika who is crying. Vincent steps out next and goes to his wife who is shaking as silent sobs tear out of her. I help Chanel as best as I can out of the car, her eyes puffy and filled with anguish. She doesn’t go to her mom like I thought, instead she grips my hand and leads me around the back of the house. The others follow after us. We stand back as we watch Royal’s guys gently drag Chaos and Havoc from the back of the car. Chaos still hasn’t let his brother go.
“How far away is Knight?” Vincent mutters.
“He should be here within the hour. Bishop and the others are coming with him. They got on the first flight,” Carlina chokes out.
“Did you tell them?” Royal asks in a monotone.
“No. I just told my brother that his son needed him. They know something is up, which is why the whole family is coming.” Carlina cuts a glance to me. I see the question in her gaze and shake my head. She wants to know if her daughter is okay and I don’t want to lie. Carlina shifts to Vincent’s other side where he wraps his arm around her shoulders and pulls her close as she clasps her daughter’s hand in hers. Erika huddles into Royal’s side, stroking the top of London’s head as she sleeps in his arms.
The sight of Chaos sitting on the lawn with his brother clutched against his chest breaks something inside me. The guys bow their heads in respect as they step away and move the car around the front. We all stand here watching Chaos stroke his brother’s head and whisper things into his ear. Every now and then Chaos laughs at something he says.
“He can’t let go,” I say quietly.
“All their life we always thought it was Havoc who couldn’t function without Chaos. I see now we were wrong,” Chanel rasps out, her voice hoarse from the tears she has cried. I look around as men who fought alongside us today come to form a large circle, making sure to give Chaos space. They all clasp their hands in front of them and bow their heads. Royal releases a loud exhale, then turns to Erika. He gently transfers London into her, places a kiss to his fiancée’s head and looks at my girl.
“He needs us.” Those three words have her standing tall and locking her emotions down, then stepping out of my embrace to walk side by side with her cousin. I keep my gaze on them even as Carlina speaks.
“I called Amelia. She knows about what happened and offered to come here and treat the wounded.” I know who Amelia is because of Chanel. It must be handy having a doctor in a family like this. I don’t respond. As Royal and Chanel near Chaos, he snaps his head up and points his gun at them. The feral look in his eyes has me on edge.
“Stay the fuck back!” he roars.
“We’re here for you–” Royal tries, but is ignored when Chaos cocks his gun. The men around us shift and reach for their weapons. Sin raises her hand, halting their movements. Chaos darts his gaze around him as if he is only just noticing that he is surrounded. I feel for him. I know what it’s like to lose a brother and it fucking shreds you up inside. I move forward without thought, I pass Sin and Royal ignoring their calls for me to stop. Even when Chaos points his gun at me I don’t stop until I’m mere feet away.
“He will never truly be gone becausein Havoc lays Chaos. You both are a part of each other. His memory will live on through you.” His eyes crinkle at the corners.
“You don’t know shit, he’s fine. He’s just resting and then he’ll be good–”
