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Do not get caught.
Do not bring the police to the house or club.
“So, is this chick a spoiled brat or what?” Travis asks.
“No. She was a straightlaced kid, then something happened over one spring break and she changed,” Mav tells us.
“Fuck me, we never knew what it was like to be straightlaced.” I laugh. “Especially Maverick.” I wink at him.
He flips me off, making me laugh harder.
“I got more pussy than you, brother,” he says smugly.
“Maybe, but only because they liked to watch you suck a cock.”
The volume on the music goes up, gaining our attention as we watch some of the members spill out into the yard. Shouting, cheering, and having a good time, which we plan on fucking ending.
“Can we stop the clock talk and get this shit done?” Royal snipes.
“He is only jealous because we got more pussy than him and our cocks are bigger,” I whisper loudly.
The guys snigger, while Royal shakes his head at me but I don’t miss the grin he sports, as he turns back to the compound that we plan on storming.
“They will be up to their eyeballs in whiskey and pussy in the next few hours. We go in then. Colors are left in the truck.” We nod to our future Pres.
I yawn as we wait. The silence from us is killing me; I like noise.
“Are we boring you, brother?” Lennox inquires with a grin.
“Yes, you are, fucker. You are all shit at this stakeout shit. I was expecting snacks and soda,” I whine, like Adley.
“Here, you fucking child.” Jack hands me a candy.
“Thanks, Dad.”
“Asshole.”
“Now is a good time. We go in, get the girl, and get out. Every fucker is fair game: you shoot to kill, or hurt enough that they don’t come running,” Royal commands.
We sneak closer, and I stay with my brother as we make our way around the side of the clubhouse, finding a side door to sneak into. The smell of stale beer, weed, and sex fills the air.
Rock music blasts, and I wonder how the fuck these cunts sleep with this volume, but they are. There is a guy sleeping on a pool table with a chick face down in his lap. Two club girls are passed out on the bar, spooning like it is the most natural thing in the world.
I search the girls, checking for the young girl we are looking for.
As I turn the corner, I see a flash of a naked chick running past me and a running Royal and all I can think is ‘oh fuck.’ Royal hates running.
“That is our target,” he calls out to us as he passes.
“Fuck.” Both Finan and me take off after them as she screams, running through the main room and waking some men up, but we keep going. I raise my gun and fire, hitting one fucker in the chest as he aims at Royal’s back.
“Not today, mothertrucker.”
He falls to the floor as we break through the main door. The girl is streaking across the front yard of the compound when I hear the first round of gunshots go off. I flinch as I run, my shoulders up around my ears, praying I dodge the bullets coming at me.
I do not think Kady would be pleased if I got hurt or worse on my first run since we became a couple. Finan is next to me keeping pace, as we chase this chick down with our brother.
“Fucking stop,” Royal calls to her, but she keeps going.
