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Drake gazed calmly at the piece of shit in front of him.
Slick shook his head. Around thirty years old, skin pock marked from acne, scar down one side of his face, Barracuda was an ugly bastard—and even uglier inside.
Their paths had not ever crossed. The Lion Kings, newcomers at being a club for about five years, hadn’t intruded on Rage.
Six weeks ago, Rage found pussy working their streets. The whores had been nicely moved off at first, but knowing Rage wouldn’t lift a hand, they kept returning. Drake rounded them all up, had them hogtied and delivered to The Lion Kings compound. It’d sparked several incidents that had escalated to fists between the two MCs. Subsequently, Barracuda had reached out for Parley, and this was the aggravating result.
Barracuda had informed Drake that Fury was pushing for them to join, that they had no choice but to act as they had. Drake hadn’t believed him but agreed to Parley.
Slick thought the meet was a dumb move. Still, he understood Drake wanting to gain allies. They had a lot to protect now, and that gave them more bodies for the final showdown.
It was clear from the moment they’d met Barracuda, The Lion Kings expected them to step down and let them take over. How he’d come to that decision, Slick didn’t know. But Barracuda had ignored Rage’s reputation, which right now meant shit was going to go bad.
Slick saw Barracuda’s VP move, and before he could, a bullet spat in Drake’s direction.
Rage didn’t hesitate and opened fire.
Drake threw his long body to the ground and rolled. The closest cover was his fucking Harley.
Slick growled. He’d been vocal when Drake insisted on being open. Now, the president faced a dangerous situation because those warnings had done unheeded.
Bullets impacted around Drake and flew back towards The Lion Kings as they covered Drake. Slick kept his head low.
Artemis dived in the SUV and, ducking, she drove it straight at Drake.
She skidded to a halt in front of him, giving him cover, and unloaded her weapon through the open window.
Drake popped up from behind the hood and began firing. This was a cluster fuck. Both sides had cover, neither had the advantage.
Irish
Up on the hill, I watched as The Lion King’s member, Tech, opened fire. He was opposite to me and had yet to spot me. Such a lack of awareness would be his downfall.
Drake dived and rolled behind the SUV, and I waited to see if he was injured. Instead, Drake came up firing and uninjured. The gamble had paid off.
I observed Slick take aim at Snake, who was creeping up to wipe Slate out from the side. He fired once, and the boom sounded through the air. Snake hit the ground, bleeding.
Tech turned in Slick’s direction, and I aimed and got him with a thigh shot.
Screaming, Tech collapsed.
Barracuda looked around, panicked, and shouted orders. But the fucker was keeping his head down, making him a difficult target.
Bullets winged their way towards Slick, Artemis, and Drake and fell short of their target.
I aimed again and fired as Rain raised his body, and Slick hit him in the side. My bullet was a headshot. I wasn’t messing around. Aim to kill.
Barracuda was cursing loudly as he now had three guys down. The fucker was hidden from both Rage and me with his defensive position, but his men weren’t. And nobody was going to back down.
I lay patiently by my laid-down bike and waited. Artemis dived out of the SUV and took down Satellite in a smooth move. My rifle covered her as they rolled in the dirt. I was prepared to cover her ass.
They wrestled on the ground, and I spotted Artemis freeze as he dragged her backwards, and I saw Tramp with a shotgun on her.
Ace bellowed and began to run.
No!That was a bad mistake! I aimed and shot Tramp in the back.
As he fell, Artemis was moving. She scissored her legs and took out Satellite with a precise attack.
