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“Good,” Ghost praises. “Our priority is to secure the perimeter. Venom, call the clubhouse and send out some patched members. I want them positioned strategically around the building. Their job is to keep watch and ensure no one escapes.”
Nodding, I pull out my phone and text one of the brothers I know who can handle the task and get a team out here in ten minutes.
“Steel, your role is crucial. Create a diversion by cutting the power supply to the building. Darkness will be our ally.”
Ghost pulls out the night vision goggles from his bag, handing each of us a pair.
“Venom and I will approach the entrance cautiously. I’ll take the lead. We’ll have flashbang grenades at the ready in case they’re needed. We’ll systematically clear each room, taking out any threats we encounter. Blaze’s intel will guide us to Viper’s likely location. Our primary objective is to extract our brother safely.”
“You ready, Doc?”I ask.
“I’m right here, Venom. Whatever we lay eyes on, I’m right by your side. You get us there, and I’ll manage the business of getting him out in one piece.”
“Once we’ve secured Viper, our exit plan is vital. Steel and I will cover our escape route while Venom…”
“Doc,” I interrupt. “Doc will be the one getting him out. He’s adamant.”
“Alright,” Ghost nods. “We’ll cover you while Doc gets Viper out. Once he’s out, the rest of the brothers can go in to make sure no one is left alive. Communication is key. We’ll all be equipped with earpieces to maintain constant contact and relay information. And remember, we have an emergency protocol. If things get out of hand, Blaze will have another alley club on standby for support and to ensure our escape.
We’re a brotherhood, bound by loyalty and determination. We’re going in together, and we’re coming out with Viper. There’s no room for doubt or hesitation. Let’s do this, brothers.”
Fire surges through my veins as I patiently wait for our brothers to get here. The second they’re in place and Blaze has our allies on standby, I’m out for blood.
Chapter Fifteen
Viper
Hell.
I’m in hell. This has to be it. No other place could be this painful. Not just physically, but deep in my heart. My beautiful Bitsy fought so hard to get better so that we could have a future and I died before we even had a chance.
But she’s a fighter. And her father will not let her give up. Of that, I have no doubt.
“I don’t think you can handle one more beating,” the masked man says from the corner of my eye.
Damn. So, this isn’t hell.
“You’re on the verge of death, Viper,” he tells me.
My eyes are so swollen that I can only make out his shadow as he walks by. He’s right, though. There’s no way my body can handle one more swing from one of their toys. I’m surprised I still have blood in my body to bleed.
“Just tell me where your fucking president is,” he demands.
He’s never just asked for Ghost before. It’s always been, where’s your club? Has he been after Ghost this whole time?
I smile, knowing I have blood coming out of my mouth, I spit in his direction.
“You fucking coward,” I laugh, my voice coming out gruffly. “You can’t take a loss? Don’t bet so much money next time.”
“IT WASN’T MY MONEY TO BET,” he screams. “I borrowed five grand from a loan shark a few months ago, got ripped off by the person I bought guns from, and now I can’t pay him back. The money I lost in that fight was what I had saved so far to pay him back. He’s going to kill me if I don’t pay back what I borrowed. With interest.”
“It’s not our fault you bastard,” I slur.
“That fight was rigged,” he sneers. “Your president made sure Bulldog lost knowing he’d make a shit ton of money. Now, I want my money back. I want all of your fucking money. Where is he?”
“I’m right here, motherfucker.”
I hear weapons fire, but I’m too far gone. For the final time, I close my eyes and fall into the darkness, my spirit unbroken until the very end.