Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“Night.”
I stepped down the hall and checked in on Samantha, and as I’d hoped, she was already fast asleep. I turned out her light and closed the door before heading down the hall. I was ready to put the day behind me, but I still hadn’t heard back from Ronin and there was no way I could sleep until I did.
It was that thought that had me going over to my phone.
I brought up my last message to Ronin and grumbled when I found it was still unanswered. I hadn’t had the greatest day, and I was struggling to keep from completely losing it. My patience was wearing thin, which is why my message was a little more abrupt than I intended.
Me:
Seriously?
You can’t answer a simple text.
How hard is that?
I’m sitting here out of my mind with worry, and you can’t reply?
Ronin:
In the middle of something.
I’ll give you a shout later.
Maggie:
I just wanted to know that you are okay.
I’m going to bed.
Feeling even more frustrated, I tossed my phone back on the bedside table and crawled into bed. I closed my eyes and tried to force myself to sleep, but sleep never came—at least, not in the way I’d hoped. I tossed and turned, and when I woke up the next morning, I could feel in my bones that it was going to be a long day.
I should’ve just gone back to bed.
If only...
Rooster
I was on my way to the house when Prez called and told me to get to the city. Grant was ready to make a move on Bauco, and they needed a hand to put his plan into action. When I got to the Four Seasons, Savage and Wrath were waiting for me out front. Neither of them had on their cuts. They didn’t want to take a chance on being recognized, but it was a lost cause. Their size and intimidating glares made them stick out like sore thumbs.
They needed to get off the street, so I took off my cut and got out of the truck. As soon as I got over to them, I asked, “You fellas get paid by the hour or is it by the night?”
“You couldn’t afford it either way,” Savage bit back. “Now, cut the bullshit. You ready to do this?”
“Sure thing, but I’m gonna need you to tell me what this is.”
“Grant wants us to put these in Bauco’s gas tank.” Savage held up a small explosive, “And we gotta do it without being seen, which won’t be easy with so many folks around.”
The Four Seasons was one of the most popular hotels in the city, which meant there would be people all around and lots of them at that.
“No, it won’t, but we’ll figure it out.” I motioned my hand toward the explosive. “So, we’re just gonna have a late-night BBQ?”
“That depends on when they come down. Could be tonight. Could be tomorrow,” Wrath answered. “Whenever they load up, Grant will hit the detonator, and the deed will be done.”
“Grant’s already taken care of the security cameras, and when we’re ready, he and Cotton will make sure all the guards are distracted,” Savage informed me.
“Alright then. Let’s get this party started.”
We made our way down to the garage. It was late, and thankfully, there wasn’t anyone around, making it easier to maneuver. As soon as we got down to the bottom level, I spotted three imposing black SUVs. I motioned ahead as I told Savage and Wrath, “That’s gotta be them.”
Wrath nodded, then sent a message to Grant, letting him know we were ready to take action. Moments later, a car alarm started to go off in the level above us, and soon after, a second car alarm went off. And then, a third and a fourth and fifth.
Knowing the guards would be preoccupied, we took the opportunity to make our way over to Bauco’s SUVs. We wouldn’t have much time. As soon as we pressed the gas tank door, the alarms would sound off. We each positioned ourselves next to the lid, and as soon as Wrath gave the signal, we each pressed the door, and it flipped open.
As expected, the alarms started blaring, which meant we were running out of time. We each slipped our devices into the tank, closed the door, and made haste to get out of the line of sight. We huddled up behind two concrete pillars, and watched as the guards came over to see what was going on with the alarms. And then, as quickly as the ruckus started, it ended.
The alarms stopped blaring and silence fell over the garage.
The guards couldn’t have been more puzzled. They looked around, but thankfully, they quickly lost interest and headed back to their stations. Wrath and I exchanged a silent look of relief. We both knew the stakes when we headed into that garage. We were putting our lives on the line, but we had to do what we had to do to protect the brothers and the club.