“You don’t run this place,” Spinner bristles. “Not for much longer anyway.” He grins, and I know he’ll say something he will instantly regret. “How are you guys holding up? Heard there were a couple of shootings.”
Les cocks an eyebrow. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She pauses, then snaps her fingers like she remembered something. “You mean the limo? Shitty marksmanship, if you ask me. Today all I saw were your guy’s running away scared.”
He waves his hand, dismissing her. “You can go. We have guy things to discuss.”
Les sighs, pulls her Glock and shoots the guy right over Spinner’s shoulder, one of the ones from outside. The bullet whizzes past Spinner’s head so close that he flinches. “Got time to talk now?”
“What the fuck?!” Spinner explodes, pulling his own weapon. He has all of ours pointed at him, including Leo and Holden. Holden’s shoulders are set back, and a glare leveled on Spinner that I’m damn proud of. I knew he had it in him; he just needed to see it himself.
“You might want to rethink that decision,” Gage laughs, sticking his Glock in Spinner's face.
“Tell me what I want to know, and no one else has to die.” Les shrugs. “Or I take them all out and make you wish you were never fucking born.”
My queen.
“I’m not fucking scared of a little girl playing gangster,” Spinner says but tucks his gun away.
Gage aims in the other direction, effectively dropping another one of his guys.
“Two down. Four more to go,” I say, stepping closer to Les. “What’s it going to be?”
Ghost and none of his four guys have said a word since we came in, which is smart. For all Spinner knows, Ghost is against Les with Xander, and we need to keep it that way. Ghost is casually leaning back in his chair, watching it all play out.If Ghost wants to know how to run his crew, there is no better way than to watch Les in action.
“What do you want?” Spinner grits out.
“I want to know why Viktor is showing he has balls suddenly,” Les says, tucking her Glock back in its holster. It’s a power move to show him she isn’t scared and that we have her back no matter what.
“How do you know Viktor is behind this? It could just be me.”
Gage fires off another shot, dropping a third. “Wrong answer.”
“Why is Viktor coming for me?” Les asks, getting tired of all this.
“He’s not,” Spinner grins, “Yet.”
I fire off a shot, dropping a fourth, and the rest of the guys are starting to look even more nervous. None of them have pulled their weapons because Spinner hasn’t given them a signal. That’s how it works with them, and it’s fucking stupid. “That’s definitely the wrong fucking answer.” I say.
Spinner slides his eyes over his almost dead crew like he couldn’t give a shit. “You think I don’t have more where that came from?”
“Oh, I’m hoping for it,” Les says. “The more of you I can take out before I go after Viktor, the better.”
“You think you’re a bad bitch, don’t you?” Spinner says casually, leaning back on the table. “This piss poor crew won’t do anything against what I have waiting outside those doors.”
Les raises a brow. “You think this is all I came with?” she asks. I know she’s bluffing, but she says it with such confidence, even I believe her.
Dex fires off two more shots, taking the last two guys out. “I’m sick of hearing his voice,” Dex rumbles, making Les laugh.
“Look what you did, Spinner.” She shakes her head sadly. “You pissed off the giant.” Les draws her Glock faster than I can blink, shooting Spinner in the thigh and making him scream in pain. “Shut him up!” she yells at Gage.
Before Gage can even move, Ghost lifts a big, booted foot, smashing it into Spinner’s face and knocking him out cold. “Motherfucker,” he growls before looking up at Les. “That was entertaining.”
She shrugs, tucking her Glock away, and we do the same. “What can I say? All kinds of fun seem to follow us around.” She walks over, pulls up the chair at the table, and sits down. “What did he say before we got here?” she asks, and even Ghost’s guys are eyeing her warily.
“He kept asking where Xander and their shipment were.”
“Did he message anybody while he was here?” Les asks.
“No,” Ghost shakes his head. “He was about to before you guys barged in, though.”
