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Raze shakes his head. “Nah, I need Hella down below. Do you have anyone else?”
“Why do you need Hella down below?” Beast asks.
I bring my eyes up to Hella, who’s watching Raze with fresh eyes. In this moment, I’d say it has just registered to Hella just how much pull Raze has and how much he knows. Hella won’t like that; he’s too much of a control freak. Like Raze.
“Because of manpower and precision. Hella is quick, silent, a little hotheaded and loose, but that’s the sort of crazy I need on the ground. How are you with a rifle?” Raze tilts his head and though he’s not smiling, I see what he’s doing.
Beast narrows his eyes. “Not bad, why?”
“Because you have too much control. I don’t need that on the floor this night. You’d be better up in one of the bunkers.”
“Bunkers?”
“We built bunkers in the trees which surround the base. Three of them, one for each sniper.”
“And you aren’t bringing a sniper to the table?” Beast asks.
“No.” Raze shakes his head. “My men are seven shades of crazy. They’re not only loose and bloodthirsty, but they’re relentless when it comes to a kill.” Raze smiles sweetly. “Therefore, they’d be much better fit on the ground.”
Hella shrugs. “The man has a point.”
“Fine,” grunts Beast. “I need to know why.”
“Why what?” Raze asks.
“Why you decided to take him down.”
Raze chuckles, lifting the rim of his whiskey to his mouth and downing it in one long swig before placing it back on the table. “Because I’ve hated him for as long as I can remember.”
“Not good enough.”
Raze smirks. “I don’t care what isn’t good enough for you, Beast. You want this revenge or not?”
He watches Raze before shrugging. “Yeah.”
Raze nods, pulling out the plans from under the table. “Good. Now, this is the plan.”
RAZE
After the meeting, I take Millie into the kitchen and pull open the fridge. “Any questions?” She takes a seat on one of the barstools. “What about Shelby? I notice you didn’t tell Beast about
her.”
I swallow down the cool water before sliding it across to Millie. “I didn’t, no. All in due time,
pet.”
She takes a drink of the water and places it back down onto the counter. “Can I come?” “Absolutely fucking not,” I scoff, rounding the kitchen bar and sitting down beside her. She turns to face me, her green eyes lasering into mine. “And why not?”
My face scrunches. “Are you ready for the list of reasons why the fuck your ass is staying right
here? ‘Cause I got a list, baby, right off the top of my head.” She rolls her eyes and swivels the stool
back around. My hand latches onto her knee as I spin her back around to face me. “That shit,” I wave
my finger between her eyes, “will get you fucking spanked.”
“Threats, Raze. All I hear are threats,” she teases, looking at me from the corner of her eye.
