“Fuck, seriously? I hope this shit pops off without any issues. I won’t be getting shot on this little outing. I already know from first-hand experience those assholes will shoot first,” I grimace, a touch nervous now.
“Relax, 2. Everything will work out accordingly and we’ll have us a hog fest, the way we plan to.” Ares attempts to reassure me. “I wouldn’t let them get to you anyhow.” He admits a moment later, much quieter.
Not sure how reassuring that is, I mean, so he believes in the plan. That’s good, but that doesn’t mean I do. I had way too much shit in life go wrong, for me to suddenly start having faith in random shit. I don’t fucking think so. I’m one of those fools with not only a Plan A or Plan B, but I have a Plan C in the works as well. Tonight, though, if this goes south, my ass is straight up shooting these clowns.
We drive for about two hours before we pull up close to their clubhouse. They’re not as secluded as our club, but there are still plenty of trees for us to hide behind. Cain parks his Challenger behind a cluster of bushes so it won’t be seen easily.
We climb out as the van pulls in behind us. Cain pops the trunk and it’s half full of random supplies. I check my weapons to make sure they’re loaded and ready to go. Ares hands me a backpack to carry, full of blindfolds and zip ties.
I put it on and pace restlessly.
“Okay, I’m ready,” Spin declares and pulls his hoodie over his head.
He’s good at putting machines and various things together, so he’s going to be the one to hook everything up. We creep to the side of a building next to the club. It appears as if it might be an old abandoned garage. Surprisingly there’s no one around outside, but it sounds like they have a huge party going on inside.
We watch as Nightmare cuts through the metal fence, bends it back and follows Spin through the gaping hole. No missing that cut job, it’s like five feet tall and two feet wide. The only thing we seem to be lacking is a large yellow flag to put next to it. My heart is beating so fast, watching them creep through the Snakes’ compound yard.
Shit, I hope there aren’t any dogs or anything.
A sudden “Hey,” gets yelled out and then there’s silence again, besides the music pounding through their walls. This is ideal. Spin has to drill a small portion on the roof to get to the AC. All the noise from the music will provide adequate cover for the guys to do their job.
“Crazy fuckers, I hope this works,” Cain whispers and Ares shoots him an irritated glance.
Ares’ phone vibrates after a few minutes and he checks the message. A look of relief sweeps his features and he glances at us. “Hole’s drilled in the roof, they were in the wrong spot so they had to drill a second hole. They got to the AC air duct line and are about to attach the tube inside it and turn on the gas. Spin said to watch for anyone coming outside feeling’ funny and shit.”
I stare at the building, waiting for anything at all to happen. Twist lets out a joyous snicker, excited. It sounds creepy as fuck. I’m counting my blessings I’m not his enemy.
“Night is going to text when the gas tanks are completely empty. We’ll meet them in front and out back of the club. Just like we’d discussed, we’ll split up into teams. We bust in the doors and collect our dues.”
I breathe deeply. Shit’s about to get real. There’s a crunching sound behind us and we all turn as one to investigate. I have my hand on one of my pieces ready just in case.
“What? I get nervous and have to piss,” Cain says with his hands up in a position of surrender. Then he whips his cock out and starts pissing out in the open.
Twist plucks at his shirt and you can see his chest heave with deep breaths. Guess I’m not the only one feeling antsy.
“Hurry up for fuck’s sake,” Ares growls, and I grin at Cain.
He returns it and flips me off. Dumb ass. It’d be funny to see Ares drop kick the shit out of him though.
Ares’ phone vibrates again and he quickly checks it. “All right, brothers, it’s time. Cain, put your cock away. Twist, calm the fuck down, and 2, quit your goddamn pacing. You fucks are getting me wound up and we have to be focused to execute this perfectly.”
“I’m calm,” Twist mumbles. Cain gets back to the group and gives Ares a big smile just to fuck with him.
“You all go to the front. I’m meeting Spin and Nightmare out back. We’ll meet you guys in the middle. Exterminator, back the van up as close as possible to the front door.”
“Yep.” Ex nods and heads for the van.
Ares turns to us, serious now. “If the gas doesn’t work, kill them all.”
I nod and pull both of my Glocks out to be ready. Twist unsnaps his blade holder so he can easily whip his knife out if needed; Cain grabs his Glock as well. Cain heads for the front door with us following quietly. Ex passes us in the van driving slowly with the lights off.
The Snakes should be fucked up from all the toxic fumes, but it’s best to still be careful just in case. As we make our way to the front door the only sounds are from the music inside, no voices of any kind. I check in one of the windows, but can’t see anything. It’s probably covered with black paint. I feel like we’re about to walk into a den full of vampires or some crazy shit like that.
“Bro, I feel like we’re on the set of a horror movie,” Cain whispers, reading my mind.
“No shit, man, it’s creepy. Just remember these fuckers will shoot you; it ain’t a fucking movie.”
“You pussies, man up,” Twist sneers, and I scowl at him.
“You call me pussy like it’s a bad thing. I fuck ‘em, eat ‘em, and enjoy looking at ‘em. Ain’t a fucking thing wrong with pussy, brother,” I snarl back at him, and Cain steps between us.
“Seriously, you guys are going to do this shit now? Save it for later. Y’all are going to get us killed.”
I roll my eyes, brushing it off and head for the door. I’m sick of fucking around already. I have no patience for Twist’s moody ass.
The front door flies open and we jump back about a foot. We each have our Glocks pointed in front of us, ready to shoot whoever poses a threat. Nightmare pokes his head out and grins menacingly at us. Dude’s scary as fuck with his long dark hair and dark eyes.
Cain grabs his chest dramatically. “Fuckin’ A, brother, you about gave me a goddamn heart attack and shit!” he inhales a few deep breaths.
Exterminator walks past us with an eyebrow raised. He’s probably bored with Nightmare by now since they’re always around each other.
Twist swaggers past us and shoulder checks me. “Come on, bitches,” he says snarkily.
That’s it. I’m so tired of this little motherfucker and his mouth. He may be crazy, but I’m no fucking punk. I smash back into him and shoulder check him hard enough he bumps into the doorway.
“The fuck?” he yells and slams his hands against my chest.
Motherfucker wants to do this, we’ll fucking do it. I’m already on edge looking forward to fucking up this Joker character.
Cain jumps in front of me quickly. “Calm down, brother. Not here, it’s the wrong time to do this. Chill, man,” he holds my shoulders.
No getting past this asshole; he’s strong as fuck always training to fight. “I’m sick of his motherfucking comments. He wants to see a bitch; I’ll make him my fucking bitch.” I promise.
Twist sticks his tongue out and licks up his arm sickly. “Bitch, huh? You’ve never done any fucking time. What do you know about making a bitch? I can teach you, I’ll train you just like I did my last bitch. Bitch…” Twist cackles and it’s like nails on a chalkboard to my ears.
Nightmare snatches Twist around the arm and drags him into the clubhouse before I can say anything. The stupid fucker; I’ll get his ass later. I thought Capone was a fucking pansy ass, but clearly it’s Twist.
Cain shakes his head sternly. “Dude, calm down, Twist will go fucking manic.”
“I don’t give a shit if you’re all buddies with his ass because of London. I won’t let him disres
pect me.”
“I know, 2, trust. I don’t blame you, not here though. We’re on a mission and could get ourselves killed because you two are acting like dipshits.”
I nod. Yeah, yeah, I get it. This isn’t over though.
“How about you go sit in the van and drive that. We’ll get these dicks loaded, and then you can take some anger out on them at the ranch. Ex was supposed to stay out here, but he took it upon himself to go inside instead,” Cain suggests rationally.
“All right, guess I’ll cool off and get my head on straight.” I agree, not wanting to get anyone killed by me being stubborn. I’ll save it for the bastard Snakes.
It’s times like this; I wouldn’t mind having a smoke.
Avery
I wonder what they’re doing and why I couldn’t go with them. They’re up to something and Niko’s ass never showed up either. I hope 2’s okay and safe.
“Hey, girl, would you be a doll and get me a Dr. Pepper from the bar?” London asks sweetly.
“Yeah, of course. Can I go back there or do I ask one of the guys?”
“No, you can go back there and get whatever you want. If there’s a bartender then ask, otherwise help yourself.”
I nod and go behind the bar. I’m filling up London’s soda and my Sprite, when Capone comes sauntering over.
“Hey, suga’. Whatcha’ doing?”
“Hi. I’m not your ‘sugar’, I’m Avery and I’m seeing 2 Piece. As for what I’m doing-I’m getting London a drink. Would you like me to get you something while I’m back here?” I try to be polite, but I’m not some saucy ass he can call pet names.
He scrunches his nose, “I thought you were club ass. I heard Ares talking to 2 Piece about you. So, you’ll fuck them both, but not me?”
“Seriously? You really just asked if I would fuck you? No way, I won’t sleep with random men. And to set the record straight, I did not fuck Ares.” I’m flustered and that irritates me even more, letting this ass get me wound up.
“You couldn’t handle my shit anyhow. 2 Piece likes to fuck a lot, so don’t get too comfortable,” he utters rudely as Prez walks up behind him.
He shoots Capone an irritated look. “‘Pone, go chill with Smiles and leave 2’s bitch alone,” he barks out, and Capone walks off without a word. “Sorry about that, doll. He’s a little jealous of 2, I think.”
I give him a friendly smile. “It’s okay. Would you like me to get you something?”
“Yep, that’d be good. How about a Corona and some water.” He takes a seat at the bar and I go to work finding what he wants. “Nice having a makeshift bartender here. Usually I have to see one of these guy’s ugly mugs serving me.” He smirks.
“Well enjoy your drink; I have to drop this off with London. Poor thing’s stuck under a heavy, sleeping baby.”
He nods. “Real fast, ignore Capone, he’s an ass. I wanted to let you know that I’m glad you came for a visit. 2’s been lonely a lot, he’s had a rough life growing up. Most probably don’t see it, but I notice more shit. Anyhow, he’s happy around you.” He finishes and takes a pull from the beer.
I beam at his words, “Thank you, that means a lot.” He returns my smile and I take the drinks to go sit back by London. She was watching the whole thing and it doesn’t surprise me when she instantly starts peppering questions.
“So, what was that about? Why did Capone look pissed and why were you smiling at Prez all goofy.”
I recount what happened and she shakes her head, rolling her eyes. “Capone’s a douche. I’m surprised Cain hasn’t throttled his ass yet. Listen to Prez, he’s a smart guy.”
“Yeah, that’s what I figured. I’m just glad that someone notices I make 2 happy. He makes me very happy. I’m scared how I’m starting to feel for him, you know?”
“I get it girl; Cain swept me straight off my feet,” she murmurs wistfully.
“It’s hitting me now. I think about him nonstop when I’m not around to be honest. I feel like he’s becoming more of an obsession each time I visit. I don’t want to get my heart broken though. I guess the only reason I’m not too scared to get serious with him, is I know he likes his freedom as much as I do. We both love to just take off and not be tied down or anything. Not to mention, he’s also a little wild which fits me perfectly. We all know I love to party when I’m in the mood.”
She starts nodding and laughing. “Yes, I specifically remember the first night I met you. We got bum-ass drunk and you puked the next morning,” she recounts through her giggles.
I laugh loudly thinking about us all waking up naked and Emily freaking out. “That was such a blast. But God, I thought I was going to die.”
“Ugh, me too. Emily definitely needed some fun before dealing with all that craziness with her ex.” I get quiet and look away. “You know he’ll be fine. The guys will make sure he’s safe.”
“I know, but I can’t shake this feeling I have for some reason, and then we bring up that situation with Emily.” I hold my stomach and swallow a few times, trying to make it go away. I glance around the room at everyone and watch Capone as he steps out of the club and the door slams closed.
Good, I at least won’t have to deal with him for a while.
Chapter 10
2 Piece
I squint at the oncoming headlights and attempt to make out the vehicle approaching. It looks like a truck. I think it’s probably Niko since he was running a little behind us.
The guys are busy zip tying and blindfolding the Twisted Snakes we just gassed. I can’t wait until we get to the ranch and I can teach that fucker a lesson for shooting Avery.
“Expecting company?” Exterminator questions as he shoulders off one of the Snakes into the back of the van.
“Yeah, that blue truck is Nikoli, the Russian we were waiting on,”
“Ah, got it.” he walks off toward the clubhouse again.
Nikoli parks his truck and climbs out, shutting the door quietly. “Are they ready?” he checks his gun.
“Yep, sure are. They’re loading the bodies now.”
He nods and heads to the entrance. I’m glad to see he decided to change into something more fit for this outing. There’ll more than likely be a lot of blood, so we all need to wear black.
“Oof.” I turn and see Cain stretching out his back.
“‘Sup, brother?” I cock my head.
“That’s a fat fucker; he about killed my back.”
I chuckle and he takes off for another. Ten minutes later and the brothers have the bodies loaded up. We didn’t need Cain’s trunk after all. They threw a couple in the back of Niko’s truck and covered them with a tarp, it worked perfectly. We should’ve done that with the others as well.
Exterminator climbs into the passenger seat next to me and Nightmare gets in the back of the van with the passed-out scumbags.
“Let’s move, 2, before any dumb asses show up being nosey.” Ex grumbles.
“All right, cool.”
Starting the van, we begin the journey to the ranch. The miles pass slowly; as I concentrate on watching the speed limit. I’d normally fly down Texas highways, but I have to be cautious with the bodies in the back. The Eagles play low as we each seem to be in our own little world.
I wonder when we’ll be done so I can get back to Avery. I hope she’s doing okay. I’m sure she is; she has London with her.
I’m glad my shorty seems to be recovering more from the shot. Her stiches are healing up nicely the last time I checked and she hasn’t complained much about it. Who knew that girl would be such a trooper.
We’ve been riding for about an hour when I hear some moaning and rustling. That can’t be Nightmare; was he shot or something? Surely Ex would’ve said something if Night was injured.
“You all right back there, Nightmare?” I peer into the rearview mirror.
“Turn on the back light,” he gripes.
Flicking on the light, Exterminator turns so he can see in the back. I hear a thud and a grunt. The van rock
s with the heavy movement. What the hell?
“Fuck!” Ex yells out and turns to me. I glance back and see Nightmare’s arm dripping blood and he has someone pinned down. “We have one awake already. You need to find a place to pull the fuck over.”
“Yeah, bro, I’ll take the closest exit. I think it’s three miles up.”
Ex turns back around to keep an eye on Nightmare and the others. “You straight, Night?” he removes his own blade.
“He fucking sliced me, why wasn’t he secured? Hurry up,” he snarls angrily.
“I am, brother, just a sec,” I call towards the back, loudly, so he can hear me. There’s some more rustling and then pissed off murmuring.
I hate having to make an unscheduled stop. You never know what could happen. Cops are always hiding where you least need them to be, and what if there are more Snakes not secured properly? I’ve never done any time and I’d like to not start now—for kidnapping and whatever else they can find to cook up.
I take the exit to a little rest area. It’s surrounded by plenty of trees so I drive around toward the back of the building. There are some worn-out covered picnic tables and a few large trash dumpsters.
“All right, Ex, you go around and I’ll stay here with my weapon trained on them until you get asshat unloaded.”
He nods and jumps out of the dark van. The back door flies open a moment later. Night holds the scum down and Ex stabs the guy in the ribs then in the opposite leg. “
Ain’t going to get far now, buttercup,” Exterminator chuckles, and Nightmare rolls the Snake out the back of the van by kicking him repeatedly.
Niko and Cain pull up behind the vehicle with the rest of the guys. They approach the van carefully.
“It’s all good, brothers. We had one wake up and Night got sliced, so we’re dealing with him now.”
Twist gets a pleasantly surprised look on his face. Ex has his gun trained on the tied-up idiots so I make my way to where they are surrounding the douche that woke. “So, what are we going to do with this one?” I mutter curiously.
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