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“Shit, sorry, boss. Had to, you know, tell her to hurry up…” Miles continues, his voice dying out when his eyes meet Raze’s.
Oh, nope. I won’t be looking his way right now.
I step forward anyway, ignoring his gaze. Miles follows in front of me, nudging his head while mouthing, “Come on,” to me. I follow him towards the long wooden table that has “Fear no evil, speak no evil” carved into the impressive woodwork. Subtle, much?
Offering Miles a small smile, I follow him to where Raze is. The chair he’s seated in is more like a big plush leather throne, while the rest are mere office chairs. The room is dimly lit by thin bulbs pressed against the painted red walls, and there’s outside access through a sliding door towards the side. To the right is Hachiro and two of his men with a couple extra standing behind him in vests and clutching machine guns. To the left of Raze is who I’m guessing is Roman Lazovsky and two of his men standing behind him also. The atmosphere is tight with tension, so I straighten my clothing out and stand beside Miles, away from Raze. In each dark corner of the room, I can see the masks of each man from The Army. The sight throws me off a little because I didn’t know that they’d be here, but I shrug it off.
“So as I was saying,” Roman begins, leaning back in his chair.
“Stop.” Raze throws his hand up and then leans over the table around Miles. “Pet?”
“Hmmm?” I say, finally looking down at him. My breath hitches and my palms tickle.
“Get the fuck over here now.”
“I—”
“Now.”
“Okay.” I roll my eyes and step back before rounding his chair to the other side. His fingers lace into mine as he tugs on me to stand directly beside his throne. Looking up at me, his eyes flash with desire but are mixed with anger. I swallow.
“Beast and his crew will be here in a second,” Raze tells me, talking to the other men but his eyes remaining on mine. He slowly pulls his penetrating gaze away from mine and back to the others. “Let’s wait so no one has to repeat themselves.”
A few minutes later, there’s a light tap on the door. Miles steps towards it, then rolls up his sleeves before unlocking the latch and sliding it open.
Beast walks through first, followed by the rest of the crew. I smile softly at them all. Raze’s arm hooks around my thigh possessively. Fighting the urge to roll my eyes, I lean my arm on the top of his chair. Beast takes the seat opposite Raze at the end of the table while Hella, Frost, Hannibal, and their new prospect—I forget his name but he’s really smart—stands behind him. I look over my shoulder quickly to the wall when I see Beast’s eyes go over us. There have to be around fifty guns of all sorts hanging proudly on the wall. Raze smiles and then looks up at me. “Ready?”
Confused about his question, I nod my head. “Yeah.”
“This is the deal,” Raze starts, picking up his glass of whiskey. “We’ve been planning to bring down Kurr for some time now. We have a plan. Millie was always supposed to get taken.”
“Why?” Beast interferes. “How was she relevant in this plan?”
Raze smiles. “Because I’m smart enough to not take an old lady. Once I heard that Meadow was with you, I dug around for information. I knew all about Melissa and Millie before Melissa was even with Hella.” He looks up at Hella and grins. “Anyway, once that puzzle fell, I knew it was locked in, so when Kurr started talking about retaliation, I filled his head with the same shit. Told him about Millie and how Father David was chasing her and we could use her as a pawn. She was a virgin. She’d give Kurr enough money on the podium, and then there was Father David who wanted her too because she had witnessed a murder.”
“About Father David…” Beast cuts in, tilting his head. I notice all the other men are stock still and silent. I wonder whether they already know all of this and are just waiting to get into the details surrounding the plan and how it’s going to happen.
“He’s taken care of,” Raze assures him.
Beast studies him. “How so?”
“How do you think?” Raze quips sarcastically. Beast narrows his eyes on Raze, and if the seriousness of the situation wasn’t so intense, I’d laugh at how much of a brotherly rivalry was happening.
“So you’ve got Millie, and she was… what?” Beast asks, leaning on his elbow. “You just walked out of there with her?”
Raze shakes his head. “No.” He looks at Hachiro and nods his head. “We had Hachiro purchase her. Millie didn’t know until she was here that it was me.”
“Poetic,” Frost digs, folding his arms in front of himself.
“Mmmm, you have no idea.” Raze grins devilishly at him while his fingers flex around my thigh. Despite the fact that there are more important things going on here, how do Frost and Raze manage to have a pissing contest in the middle of it?
“So what’s the plan?” Beast asks.
“Three nights from now, Kurr is holding one of his monthly meetings at the base. It’s where all of his main men meet to go over the next month’s… activities. I’ll be there already, with the boys.” Raze nudges his head over his shoulder to the line of masked men standing there like soldiers ready for battle. They must have moved from their corners.
Raze points to Hachiro. “At eight fifty p.m., they will come from the fire exit.” Then he points at Roman. “And they will come from the main entryway and exit.” Then he looks back at Beast. “And your club will be surrounding the entire property. Do you have a sniper?”
Beast nudges his head. “Yeah, Hella.”
