CHAPTER TWENTY
–FATAL –
“Ready to end this?”Heart asks.
I tear my gaze away from the building in front of us.“We should have ended it the night we took out Melon.We would have exposed Gilpin either way, but at least we could have prevented Huck’s death.”
Heart grabs my shoulder and gives it a squeeze.“This ain’t a hand you’re dealt when you play a game, brother.I’m a strong believer shit happens for a reason, and we’re here now dealing with it.”
“I agree,” Sevrin rumbles.“Shit always happens for a reason, it’s the balance of life.The twist of fate, and the power of...”
Heart snaps his fingers.“Do not say love, weirdo.”
Sevrin flips him of.“Wasn’t gonna say the L-word, fucker.”
“Alright.Time to stop dicking around and get our hands wet with some piss warm crimson,” I tell them and palm my gun.
“You still want to go into the front guns blazing?We could go around back and...”Sevrin suggests.
I’m already shaking my head.“If you guys go in through the back we’re bound to be in each other’s crossfire.We’re not going to risk any lives, and if some slip out the back?They will find their death by a bullet of one of the three brothers who are in place behind the building.”
“Just checking.”Sevrin takes out his gun and moves into the direction of his brothers.
There are eight Lexmore Beach brothers here with us, and another ten are guarding Norie back at the clubhouse.Twelve of our club are here and with a total of seventeen we’re going in while three of our club are waiting behind the property in case some fucks slip out the back.
“Two are coming out.We gonna do this now?”Heart whispers.
I take a silencer from my pocket and screw it on.Raising my gun, I squeeze the trigger and do it again to kill the other fucker.
“I guess we are,” Heart mutters, and we all rush forward.
Once I’m at the door, I open it up and the loud music blasting through the speakers covered up what just happened outside.The first two I shoot fall down without any of the fuckers realizing the Maryland Kings of Anarchy are in the house to kill ’em all.
The others storm in behind me and by now it’s a wall of guns these assholes are facing.Most don’t get a chance to reach for a weapon and some head out back.The music suddenly stops.The only ones standing are wearing Kings of Anarchy cuts.A handful of chicks are hiding behind furniture, sobbing their naked asses off.
“Check the rooms,” I bellow.
I glance around to see each and every face of the dead assholes to make sure we got ’em all.Rufus is near the bar, Erwin is behind the couch, but I don’t see Norris anywhere.
“Where the fuck is Norris,” I roar when Heart comes back out of the hallway.
Remus rushes toward us.“Tybal is hit.Gael and Wesson loaded him into the van to get him to the doctor.Tybal said it was Norris.”
