Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75862 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75862 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
“Are you sure of what you saw?” Mal asks, his voice resigned.
“Wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t sure. Don’t believe me, bust open that bus and you’ll see for yourself.”
“And she opened it for them?” I hiss, my voice so far gone I can’t even find it.
“She opened it for them,” Koda confirms.
“Fuck!” I roar, anger bursting from my chest and exploding into the room.
Mal flinches, and steps forward. “Maverick, calm down. We don’t know the full story and until we do, you need to keep your calm. He could have threatened her, you don’t know what’s goin’ on.”
“If he threatened her, she would have come to me,” I roar. “She would have fuckin’ come to me. She is choosin’ to do this. All along she has probably been in on it. Fuck. God dammit. I’ll kill her. Fuckin’ after I kill him.”
“You will fuckin’ relax,” Mal barks, stepping forward, his size towering over mine. “Or so help me, Maverick, I will fuckin’ make you.”
I’m panting. I can’t breathe. Can’t fucking think. She used me. Used and fucking abused me. As if I am a fucking nothing. Rage fills my body and I can’t focus, I can’t think. Hurt, so deep and strong, fills my chest and I can’t dislodge it, no matter how hard I try.
“Calm. Down.” Mal growls.
“Breathe, brother, it might not be what it looks like,” Koda says.
I shoot them both angry glares. “It’s exactly what it fuckin’ looks like.”
“You’re either goin’ to help us with this, or you’re goin’ to back off and let us sort it out. What’s it going to be?” Mal says, his eyes icy.
“I’m helping. I’ll bring her down, fuckin’ slowly.”
Mal glares at me, then turns to Koda. “So, what we know right now is that Treyton put somethin’ in her bus. It’s fuckin’ genius. Highly unlikely to be checked, gets drugs across any state line, and right back to where he wants them – Denver. Which means he is planning on selling mass amounts on our turf. We need to bring that shit down.”
“We need to do it now,” I growl.
“No.” Mal shakes his head, jaw tight. “We wait until he’s back where we have the club back up. We mess with that shit now, we’re creatin’ a war where we don’t have the means to fight. We wait until the bus is back, and we get to it first, take the fuckin’ lot.”
“We take that, he’s goin’ to hurt a lot of people,” Koda points out.
“Fuckin’ let him try,” I snarl.
“He’s goin’ to get a war, no matter what. He’s tryin’ to run drugs across my fuckin’ town, and that ain’t happening. We get hold of them first, we have the upper hand, we take him down.”
“And Scarlett?” Koda asks, looking to me.
My heart explodes in my chest and my skin prickles. Rage, betrayal, hurt, it all mixes in a violent concoction in my chest. “I’ll deal with Scarlett.”
“He’ll go after her first,” Koda points out, studying me. “He’s goin to go straight in and attack us by using her. We’re not monsters, we don’t know the full story, so we need to get her secured before we touch those drugs.”
“Agreed,” Mal nods.
“And if she’s workin’ with him, she could give away everythin’!” I bark.
“We won’t tell her a damn thing, we’ll just put her in lock down to ensure he doesn’t blow her fuckin’ head off tryin’ to get to us.”
I flinch at the thought, and my vision blurs. “Do whatever the fuck you want, but in the end, I will be the one dealin’ with her.”
“Whatever you need, brother,” Mal says, his voice concerned but hard.
I cross my arms over my chest, trying to control the burning anger bubbling in my chest. “And what are we goin’ to do if he gets those drugs before us?” I mutter, deep breathing, searching desperately for calm.
“We’ll make sure we get to that bus before he does. I’ll find out a way,” Mal says, rubbing his temples. “I need to organize some shit, get the club on board, this is going to explode and when it does, it could get messy. Someone needs to keep an eye on Scarlett, Koda, I think you’re best doin’ that. Maverick, come with me.”
“Not goin’ to happen,” I mutter.
“You’re not goin’ after Scarlett now. You’ll blow shit out of the water and I can’t afford that. I need someone who can keep his cool. It isn’t you, brother. Koda is doing it.”
“I said, not goin’ to happen,” I snarl, baring my teeth just a little at my brother. “Scarlett is mine and I will not negotiate with you. I won’t do anythin’ to put your plan at risk, but I want my eyes on her. I want to see what she’s doin’. I want to be the face she sees when she realizes that we know what she’s done. It’ll be me. You fuckin’ hear me? Me.”