She nods to the other side, and they do the same as she just did.
“What’s the play, Boss?” I yell over the shots still ringing out.
She lets her head hit the wall. “We have to go in. Viktor’s in there.”
“They’re all mostly downstairs,” Holden crackles through the comms. “Only two upstairs guarding a door. Two downstairs through the right corridor guarding another door. None anywhere else. He has them all stationed there and outside.”
“We’ve got it under control out here,” Mani’s voice comes through. “Take that dick out.”
“How many in this front room?”
“Twenty to twenty-five.” Holden answers.
“Alright,” Les says, and I can hear the ice queen in her voice. She checks her clip before tossing it to the side, digging in her pocket for another one. “Reload. Go in hot.” We all switch out, the snapping of the clips ringing across the porch. “On my count.”
“Wait,” Dex rumbles. “Let one of us go in first.”
“Dex…”
“No fuck that,” Dex says harshly. “You hired us to fucking protect you; now let us.”
Her head twists his way, and it’s eerie as hell, but I can imagine the narrowed-eyed look she’s giving him right now. To mysurprise, she slowly nods before stepping around Dex so he takes point.
“Don’t ever fucking talk to me like that again,” she says. “Now go.”
Dex chuckles, not at all threatened. “On my count.”
“Got it,” Micah says, throwing up a salute.
“One. Two. Three.” Dex counts, then they both pop out, spraying bullets all over the front room.
They take two steps forward before I see Micah’s body jerk and slam onto the porch onto his back. Whoever is next jumps in beside Dex.
“Micah!” Les screams.
“Go,” he groans.
“I’ll stay,” Evander says, and I see a black figure kneel beside Micah. “I’ve got this, Alessa; go,” he says when she hesitates.
Micah’s wearing a vest, but it still hurts like a motherfucker to take a bullet like that at close range, and I’m hoping it hit fully on the vest. We’re mostly protected, but there are still ways for the bullets to slip through and do some damage.
I hear Les growl and know she’s really pissed now. I try to grab the back of her hoodie to pull her back, but she slips right through my fingers, charging right into the house.
None of us take a second to think; we just follow her.
We open fire on what’s left in the front room and then look at the carnage. There is blood and bodies everywhere you look.
“Check-in,” Holden says.
“How many?” Les asks, sweeping her gun around.
“Two to your right.” I can hear him clicking keys. “Three to your left.”
Les nods, and we split again, walking around the side of the large spiral staircase in the middle of the room.
“Boo,” I hear Gage say before he and Mateo start cackling like maniacs. I can hear them through the comm, even over the gunfire.
I roll my eyes and creep around the corner. The first guy jumps up and tackles me so hard that we both slam to the floor, knocking the breath from mylungs.
