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“I didn’t just shack up with them, I am one of them now, and unless you want them to show up on your doorstep, I suggest you do as I ask.” I sigh at the predictably of them when they both pull their guns and point them at Kacey.
“Put your hands behind your head, you’re under arrest,” Leonie shouts.
Kacey flicks his gaze to me. “Baby?” I flick the laser on my scope and aim right at the bitches head. Seconds later, four more lasers join mine and the pair of them begin to spin around in circles pointing their guns in every direction trying to find us, they never will. “You have three seconds to lower your weapons. I suggest you do it because my girl doesn’t like it when my life is threatened. She tends to get a bit trigger happy.” The sarcasm in his voice is thick. Owen is the first to lower his gun and raise his hands in the air.
“What the hell are you doing, he can’t kill us!” Leonie screams at her partner.
“He can’t, but they sure as fuck can. They were his special ops team. Did you see the carnage they left in their wake? I don’t plan to be the next body with a fucking card atop of it!” Owen shouts back at her.
“Sin, give her a nudge,” Royal orders. I oblige and shoot the ground right next to her foot. She screams and jumps so fucking high I can’t hold the laughter that bubbles out of me.
“Ten bucks says she shit herself,” Romeo wheezes out through fits of laughter.
“Loki, she has three seconds to drop the gun or I drop her.” Kace smiles up at me and nods.
“You have three seconds, Leonie. My girl doesn’t miss.” The bitch grits her teeth and holsters her gun, then closes the space between her and Kacey. I shift so my laser is pointed at her head.
“Leo!” Owen warns but she ignores him.
“Kacey!” I grit out as the bitch leans in close to him, jealousy is something I am working on and I’ll admit I am failing miserably at it. I can’t stand any bitch getting close to him.
“Kace, unless you want her brain matter splattered on you, take a step back before my cousin's jealousy gets the better of her.” The humor is thick in Royal’s tone.
“Baby–”
The bitch cuts Kacey off. “Oh my God, are they listening in?”
“My girl has issues with me going off on my own,” he says with a shrug. Leonie reaches out and snatches the earpiece from Kacey, ignoring his protests and places it on her own.
“Chanel Murelo, I presume,” she says cockily.
“You assume right,” I snarl.
“Why don’t you come out here where I can see you and finally put a face to the name?” The others remain silent. I stand keeping my rifle aimed at her but I shift so the scope is aimed in the center of her chest where she can see.
“I’m right here bitch.”
Her eyes crinkle at the corners as she stares down at the laser aimed at her chest. She tries to squint to get a better look at me but she won’t see shit, thanks to the sun at my back.
“You know I will be coming after you. You have information that I can’t allow to get out.”
“You can try,” I snarl. “You have two weeks to clear Kacey’s name or I go to the congress woman Lynelle and tell her you have been fucking her husband and that little Louis that is currently being babysat at your apartment off main is her husband’s bastard.” Her eyes widen.
“You fucking—”
Kacey cuts off her tirade. “You finish that fucking sentence and you will have theMemento Moriand the Bloodhound coming after you and your son.” He snatches the earpiece back from her. “Clear my fucking name, Leo, and you have my word no harm will come to your son. Fuck around and find out what happens.”
* * *
Later that night Royal, Kacey, Erika and I meet Chaos at the tattoo shop where we all got our matching tattoos. I come to a stop in front of Chaos and study him. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days. He’s dropped out of UNLV and given up his dream of going pro in the NFL.
“You good?” I ask. He slowly lifts his gaze to mine.
“No, I’m not, but I will be when I finish what I started.” Royal comes to stand beside me, his fresh ink on display. He and I got Havoc’s calling cards tattooed on us but we also had the tattooist add some of Havoc’s ashes in ours so he could be with us always. Royal got Hav’s card tattooed on the other side of his neck. I got mine on the other side of my ribs. Chaos chose to get his brother’s name across his shoulder blades with angel wings. Like us, he has Havoc’s ashes in his. He wears his ring and necklace with some of Havoc’s ashes in it every day and night, never taking them off.
“What are you up to?” Royal asks.
“I have a plan. I found everyone they love.” His eyes darken, I see the devil in his gaze as he looks at us. “I am going to destroy them one by one, starting with that bitch.”
