Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
“I was just trying to get intel.”
“That is a good plan. There is one flaw.” She doesn’t say anything waiting on me to look at her. As soon as I look up she crosses her arms. “You did it without an order and alone. Obviously your recon was lacking, and you needed a lookout. This is why we do nothing alone and only with authorization.” I am biting the inside of my jaw to keep from saying something to her that could get me benched. Permanently. Like telling her maybe if they finally gave me something to do, I wouldn't be trying to find it on my own.
So, instead, I grin and bear it. I have been given my walking papers which tell me no charges have been pressed. Not surprised. “Is there anything else?” I ask before getting into my car.
“Yes. Stay out of trouble. I am here on business to talk to Dario. I don’t fucking have time to clean up your shit, Ana. I know you are one of the youngest and the most inexperienced of us, but this organization runs the way it does for a reason. None of us get to be rogues, or solo vigilantes, Ana. We will only destroy our enemies and be better than our fathers, if we work together and live by the code. Do you understand?” Damn. Now I feel even more like shit because she is right. Instead of trying to prove who I am, I need to be working for the organization as a team member.
“I do. I’m sorry, Boss.” She nods and hesitates before speaking once again.
“I know you have to be restless. We kept you on ice due to your age and now we are trying to ease you in. The last few months have been intense. You have seen your fair share of violence with everything that happened with Aurora and the others. But, we know we have to finally give you an assignment. But shit like this is not working in your favor. Plan, Ana. Really look at from all angles and then have a backup plan for that plan, and other than recon, for fucks sake, don’t do anything alone.”
“Yes, Boss.” She nods and walks away. Feeling as low as can be, I get in my car, only to have my alarm on my phone goes off. Looking at it, I see it is collection day. “Fuck.” On the 15th of every month I move around to all the clubs we own and collect our portion of the pay, check on the books, making sure everything looks good, and check on the girls. See if any men have been added to the banned list, if any of them need anything and make sure we are up to code.
Looking around, I realize I am minutes from out downtown club, Club DS. “Might as well start there.” I grumble to myself. My phone rings seconds later and I groan seeing it is Aurora. “Boss,” I say answering the phone trying not to sound annoyed.
“Just wanted to make sure you were in one piece. She didn’t tear you up too bad did she?”
“Nah. It was no more than I deserve.” I say being honest.
“True. I just wanted to make sure you were ok.”
“I’m good. Ego took a beating but it's all good.”
“Great. I heard there was commotion at Club DS. Are you headed over there?”
“Commotion? What happened? I have no messages from Stella.”
“No, she called me. She knew about your situation.” So now my own fucking employees are going to be questioning my authority. Like she can read my mind, she says, “No worries. She knows this is still your domain. Hence the reason I am not there.”
“Yeah. I'm about a minute out. Give me the clips.”
“Bachelor party got rowdy. Bouncers bounced them, but not before he backhanded one of the girls who didn't want to go into the private room with him.” Son of a bitch. I hate douche nozzles like that. I wish I was there. He’d been walking out minus an appendage.
“Did she see the doc?”
“Yeah. They are waiting for you.”
“I’m parking.” Hanging up, I haul ass inside and go straight for my office. As I enter I see it is Gina. She is one of the new girls. So fucking sweet and with a four-year-old to boot. I keeping wanting to ask how is it she is nineteen with a child that young, but in this life, I know oh too well how that happens. I am younger than her by a year, but whenever I'm with her, I feel like the oldest. I can tell life has kicked her ass, but somehow she has remained unjaded and innocent which in this life is dangerous. “Gina,” I call her name and she breaks out crying. I wrap my arms around her. I am so fucking pissed I could spit nails right now. “Where is he?” I ask Stella who is filling out the police report.