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“I wish for vengeance,” Royal grits out.
“I wish for the motherfucker who did this to burn eternally in hell,” I growl.
Chaos scoffs and shakes his head drawing all of our gazes to him. “We call ourselves theMemento Mori–the bringers of death, right?” He snorts and doesn’t give us a chance to answer him. “We were supposed to be better than death. We evaded that bitch for years but now, that cunt took the one person who fucking meant everything to me. Ripped my soul right the fuck out of my body! Without Havoc, I am nothing but an empty shell. I don’t wish for shit, instead I am going to make my brother a promise. I vow to wipe Quintin’s bloodline from existence and I also vow to destroy the entire Dominico bloodline, Lailani included.”
“Chaos–” Royal tries but he isn’t hearing any of it.
“Yesterday, after the bodies of our soldiers were cleared away, I know you had Marco and Benny leave his Ace of Diamonds atop each of the bodies. That is the last time anyone will ever use that card, do you hear?” Royal and I both hum our agreement. “That fucking card is retired. It was his and no one will ever take that away from him, do you hear me?”
“You have our word,” Royal answers.
“No one will ever use his calling card,” I agree.
“Chaos, your mother needs you.” We all turn to find Uncle Bishop standing there with Uncle King beside him. Chaos sighs and nods before pushing to his feet and walking away with his head down. My heart aches for my cousin. I would give anything to take away his pain.
KACEY
Koby and Knight chose to return Havoc to New York, where they will have a service for their son, then cremate him. Chaos pushed them for this because he wants his brother’s ashes put into some jewelry so he can keep him with him at all times. I love the idea. I wish my parents had done something like that for Marcus. I admit, the flight here was over quicker than I would have liked. Amelia changed my dressing this morning and was shocked to learn that it was her fucking uncle who shot me!
I glare at the back of Vincent’s head. The asshole shot me on purpose. I still haven’t told Chanel it was her father who managed to take out Halil and in the process shoot me! Honestly, with everything that is going on, it seems kind of pathetic to whine over a bullet wound when they are about to lay their cousin to rest. We drive down a long road that leads us through a large gate. Three houses line either side of the road but we continue past them and head up to the main house at the back. Vin brings the car to a stop behind King and Allison’s. Everyone climbs out and begins to head inside. Unlike everyone else who just walks inside, Vin, Gage and I grab our bags from the backs of the vehicles.
“Don’t ever lose that.” I cut my gaze to Vin as I fall into step beside him and Gage.
“Lose what?” I ask.
“Your humility. Never allow this life to change you as a person because it will try to. These kids grew up being fed with a gold spoon. We allowed them to be spoiled, but Gage and I didn’t grow up in this life and neither of us will allow anyone to clean up after us, carry our bags or do our fucking dishes.” I’m seriously humbled by the fact that Vincent is taking the time to even speak to me, but the most surprising fact is that he is speaking about me being a part of this family.
“You want to make it in this Murdoch world, you need to man the fuck up and not allow anyone to fuck with you, not even your future father-in-law.” I choke on my spit. Vincent glares at Gage who just smiles and leads the way inside the massive house. I try to look around but Vincent nudges me forward in my injured shoulder. I grunt but refuse to the give the fucker the satisfaction of groaning in pain. We come around the corner into a large living room. I spot Chanel in the corner with Royal and Chaos, I stand here on the outskirts, feeling out of place.
I look around the room and marvel at the fact that I am in the Murdoch Mafia’s home!
Many agents have tried to infiltrate their organization but none have been successful and yet, here I am standing in their living room, grieving with their family. I wish with all my heart that I was invited here under different circumstances, because in the short time I knew Havoc Murdoch, I could tell he was a solid guy and would have laid down his life for any of his family members.
“Koby?” Bishop calls to her as he enters the room from what looks like the kitchen.
“Yeah?” she answers without taking her gaze off the windows that overlook the backyard.
“Knight refuses to leave Havoc alone for his last night, so he is on his way here with your son.” Koby snaps her gaze to her brother-in-law in stunned silence. “Havoc will remain here with the family for his final night before being transported to the church in the morning.” Tears slowly trek down her cheeks. Carlina and Kiara both wrap their arms around her and hold her close.
By the time the hearse arrives, I’ve had the pleasure of meeting Rook and Gage’s daughters. The three of them are so different from their older cousins. Unlike Chanel, these girls want to lead a normal life and have nothing to do with the family business.
“They’re at the gate,” Bishop announces. We all make our way out front and the sight that greets us has me stumbling over my own feet. Men line either side of the road from the gates all the way to the edge of the patio that we currently stand on. The hearse slowly makes its way toward us. As it passes by the men each of them bow their heads and place a closed fist over their hearts in show of respect for Havoc. The sight alone has gooseflesh breaking out over my skin.
Before the hearse can come to a stop, Royal, Chaos, Chanel, Rook and Bishop make their way to the edge of the drive. Once the vehicle stops the driver doesn’t get out, but Knight does. He refuses to leave his son, even for a minute. He hasn’t left Havoc’s side since the night he arrived at Royal’s. This will be the first time Koby has been able to see her son since then. All her sister in laws are gathered around her as her husband goes to the back of the vehicle where we can see a black coffin through the windows.
Knight opens the door, places a hand on his son's casket and sobs. Rook breaks away from the others and goes to his twin. The moment Rook is within reach, Knight turns to him and pulls him in for a hug. The sound of his pained cries has the women around us crying along with him and a quick glance around at the others, they all have tears in their eyes.
“I fucking got you, do you hear me? I am right here, brother, and will hold you through this,” Rook grinds out through his own tears.
“That’s my fucking son in there,” Knight sobs as he sags in his brother's hold. Bishop turns to Koby and nods. She pulls away from the girls and slowly makes her way down the stairs. Before she heads for her husband, she stops in front of Chaos. He stands tall and keeps his gaze focused above her head. Koby holds her hand out. Chaos frowns as he looks down. It takes him a second before he hesitantly reaches out and allows his mother to lead him toward his father. She pats Rook on the back. He untangles himself and steps back allowing Koby to claim his spot in front of her husband.
She grips Knight’s hand in her own and pulls both her son and husband in for a three-way hug, while the rest of us stand here silently watching. It’s so fucking hard not to get caught up in your feelings right now.
“Let’s bring our boy home for the… last time,” Koby manages to force out. Knight nods his head and steps back. Royal, Sin, Rook and Bishop rush forward to grip onto the handles on either side of Havoc’s black casket that is decorated with wreaths of black and red flowers Koby and Knight each grab a handle at the back and carry their son. The six of them walk silently carrying the casket inside, the rest of us following after them. When we enter the living room, I see Clare and another man standing beside a frame that the casket will rest on. They place the casket on the stand, everyone but Chaos steps back. He begins to undo the screws to remove the lid. Royal tries to reach for him but Knight places his hand on his nephew’s chest to hold him back. The moment the last screw comes loose, Chaos stands there silently for a moment as tears begin to gather in his eyes.
“You need to let him go, Son,” Knight says softly, drawing Chaos’s gaze to him.
“How do I do that, Dad? He wasn’t just a person, he wasmyfucking person.” Chaos’s legs give out. Before he can hit the ground, Chanel and Royal are there to hold him up on either side.
