I have more confidence in my cousin than I do Baby Wildes making it out, but he’s escaped death before.
He’ll have to do it again.
I unload the other fifteen bullets into the two dudes, unnecessarily overkilling them, but there’s a method to my madness.
Those gunshots will beheardin the warehouse in rampant succession. It’s a play I’ve done with my men before.
Some may remember.
Others might not.
However, it might move Ramsey to hurry up with his dramatic entrance and possibly shit his pants that he’s not theonlyone with a nice little surprise in store.
Small hands grip my bicep, before Bay gives me a small tug.
“We need to get them out of there. I got the M-80s. Here…” I glance down at her, and she’s already unmasked herself, holding white material in her hands. “Back to undercover, you go.”
I pluck the ski mask from her grasp. “I think you’re liking this whole me being gone thing.”
“What girl wouldn’t want some masked guy running around and scaring the shit out of her?” She narrows her eyes, causing a mindless chuckle to hit my chest.
“Fair.”
Putting my mask back on, I reach for her hand as Bay laces our fingers together. The only way to do this is high ground and the roof.
However, I’m not a fan of heights or Bay breaking her fucking neck because there’s going to be no arguing with her about not coming.
So I opt for Plan B.
“We might want to back up for this one,” I hedge, doing just that with her.
“Why?”
“I have this place loaded with dynamite. One of many places in The Landings that’s currently sitting on a landmine.”
Once upon a time, when I was given the South Shore Titan seat from Roger, I had explosives rigged in many buildings Emilio Wildes used inhopesI’d nail him one day.
That, and I always wanted to see The Landings blow up in a bright orange ball of fire.
This warehouse might be a shithole. But it used to hold guns, drugs, and other illegal substances. I just never acted on it because I was hoping I’d get word Emilio would be in it.
However, after one too many assassination attempts, he only stayed in places he knew I couldn’t get to easily.
Fishing for my phone, I pull up the hidden app Travis made for me and pick out this location to annihilate. I wouldn’t trust anyone else to be my tech guy in this game.
He might nothaveany game, but Travis is always on call for my violent needs, and he’s helped keep The Nameless on top since I became king.
“You’re going to blow this place up?” Bay asks me, watching me move around my phone.
“I can hit it all at one time,” I reply. “Or in pieces. One warning shot should have Ramsey fleeing.” I look up at the roof. “Where’s Ozzy?”
“I don’t know. He never said.”
I exhale a loaded breath because there immediately goes Plan B.
Bay would never forgive me for blowing up her husband, and I’d actually feel bad about it since he’s related and shit.
Just do it. You need to protect your family, not them.
