“We gotta go find Red Team.”
Pops
“Buck up, kid. Ain’t no one dying on my watch.” I press harder into Saint’s shoulder and he grunts with the pain.
“I always knew you were the fucking Devil,” Saint grunts, “It’s the only way to explain how you are the only bastard without a bullet hole in him.”
I ignore the burn in my hip. I’m not a whiner baby. That old saying “The bigger they are, the bigger the pussy” really does ring true with this lot.
“We got sixty seconds then we move. By the sounds of it, everyone is heading toward Black team. We still got men coming through the front.” Dex says, tightening the tourniquet around his leg.
Tav checks the packing on his shoulder before gingerly moving it around. “You good, Pops?”
“I’m always good,” I answer automatically.
“You won't be when Mama Debs’ finds out you got hit in the ass.” He grins, white teeth shining through his dark beard, the little shit.
“It’s my hip you fucker.” I hiss then realize I’ve given away my secret. “You keep your fucking mouth shut.”
He mimes zipping his lips and throwing away the key and I roll my eyes before turning to Dex, waiting for instructions. Which is bullshit given we all know that I’m clearly the one in charge.
“Let’s go. We got brothers to help.”
“And I got an idea how to get even.” I say, a slow grin growing on my face. Yeah. I know just what to do to get these fuckers back.
Chapter 21
Switch
“Fuck!” I yell, tossing my empty clip.
We are burning through ammo like it’s fucking going out of fashion and yet there are more men bearing down on us. I have no idea how many are on McDonald and Thompson’s payroll, or if these are Petrov’s men, but wave after wave of the fuckers has us running for cover.
“I’m out!” Blanche yells from wherever she’s hiding.
“I’m out!” Sasha also yells.
I’m down to one last clip and then I’ll be out too. We need a new plan and STAT. We’ve been getting running updates and so far Team Elio have managed to stop anyone coming near the bunker. Red Team have just come out of fucking nowhere and along with Blue Team have managed to push back anyone coming from the rear, White Team have neutralised their targetsand are looping around the front to stop any other fuckers arriving and Roman’s team have been backing us up, which hasn’t stopped us from being pinned down.
“Ah shit! I’m hit!” Sasha’s voice breaks over the line and I stiffen slightly.
Everything goes still and it’s as if there’s a change in the air. I’m not the only one who feels it as our enemies all seem to slow down. The wind picks up slightly, the cool air drifting along my skin as it prickles.
Roman steps out into the middle of the driveway, his pristine suit replaced with pitch black tactical gear, somehow making him even more intimidating than usual. His lithe body is coiled like a snake and he plants his boots shoulder width apart.
“Teper’ ty umrësh.”
Roman
How dare they? Howdarethey touch my love with their filth? Their bullets tearing through his skin as if he were an animal. The gall these men have to come here and attack what I love. They made the wrong move. I am the pakhan. I am fury and they will die. All of them.
I raise my gun at the man standing before me, smoothly squeezing the trigger and blowing a hole right through his head as if it is nothing. My free hand reaches down into my pocket, and I press the button on my keychain, the one that alerts my men that it is time. Time to join the fight and die for a just cause.
I do not care who lives and dies from this point forward. All I care about is Sasha’s safety and happiness and that I havevengeance on those who hurt him. Today they will meet their end.
Dima
I stand and wait for Roman to take his place in the center of the drive as is my vision. Soon he will unleash death on those who wish to harm our family, our friends, and it will be my job to hear it all. Feel it all. Learn it all.
