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“Addie loves me and at one time she thought we were going to be a family.” He replied.
“Well, the way I see it, you need protection and that’s why we exist. I’ll bring it up to him when we get back.” Magnus said.
I looked back through my scope, needing to think a little more about what Sniper wanted. I knew he was a hell of a soldier, we had his records, but he let down his guard and left town when Callie and Addie needed him most. He trusted the wrong people. “You know, it’s pretty damn quiet down there for a Saturday night.”
I heard movement behind me and quickly turned to see Irons. “Creed’s Lake just sounded its emergency alarms. Everyone is heading to the bunkers now. It seems MS-13 has a problem with us now.”
“What the fuck?” I quickly stood.
“Creed is calling Pennington for backup, also Carter is sending his chopper to get us. We need to grab the women and Jeremiah and get the hell out of here.”
I began grabbing my things. “Any ETA?”
“Carter just called me, it’s thirty minutes.”
Fuck! It’s go time!
“Saddle up, we’re going in. Grab Jeremiah and the women then meet the state boys back here in thirty!” I yelled out my orders. It meant our arrival at the Anarchist Fists compound would notbe as peaceful as we needed it to be to avoid injuries, but I needed to get to Belle's mother as soon as possible. If MS-13 was involved, she was in more danger than we thought. I had a feeling Jeremiah, and the women were just bait to get me and a few Originals out of Creed’s Lake. The Anarchists Fist and MS-13 had no way of knowing how bad the last attack went for their like-minded friends. There were no people left to report back to them. The survivors were arrested and either taken by ICE, or Homeland Security. But MS-13 was not a group to fuck with and we completed a few contracts against them in Guatemala and they must have found out who we were, and decided to make a move. They were different than the men a few nights prior. Many of MS-13 were born in LA, and formed to protect immigrants, but their territory reached as far as Spain and Honduras.
“Irons take your men through the South. Sniper stay here, and watch our backs, take whatever shots you need to protect the women. Magnus take the west, Granger take the east, and my men and I will take the north gate. Keep your radios on, and as soon as anyone can grab our target and the women, get out of there and don’t waste time. Blow through those fucking fences. Carter knows why we're here and he will do a cleanup.” I ran toward my truck.
All I could think about was Belle, Addie, and the twins. Fuck!
Belle
“It’s not real though, he has a girlfriend.” I burped. Kayla caught me crying and picked up Michael’s phone. She was so pissed she threw the thing across the room. Then she put some of my clothes in a bag and took me to the apartment where she was staying. Then, she brought me to Club X and gave me something…a um…” What is this drink?”
“A vodka cranberry and you probably had one too many.” Kayla was laughing at the naked girl on the stage, because she saw my brother and tripped into the pole. For some reason the girls really liked Koty. He was pissed when he saw me, and Patrick pulled him away from me and to the bar. That was the last time I saw him, I thought maybe he also had too many drinks.
“I have not, you have.” The room was spinney, but I thought maybe the drink made it feel better…or worse, I couldn't tell for sure.
“Your brother is going to kick every guy’s ass that’s in this club tonight.” Patrick warned Kayla.
“My brother can kiss my ass!” Kayla was spinney too, and she was talking like a drunk. I giggled because she was talking like me. “Did you know he had a secret girlfriend for a decade and even married Belle?” She hiccupped. “He’s even more fucked up than me. You should see the stuff he’s been doing. I could show you, but I threw his phone and can’t remember where it went, but I’ll show you tomorrow.” She swayed. “I’m drinking to numb my pain. I read stuff no sister should have to read about her big brother. And he has a wife I love!” She put her arm around me. “Maybe we need to get you laid.” She was poking at my cheek.
“Nope, come on, let’s get the two of you home.” Patrick waved some prospect over.
“No!” I hit his hand away. “I have a drink and my freedom, so back off!”
“I’m calling Creed.” Patrick pulled out his phone.
Kayla was hugging me. “You’re the bestest…est seester ever.” She kissed my cheek. “Want me to show you how to give a blow job? We can tag team Patrick if you want.” She offered like a good sister. I guessed, but something about that didn’t sound right.
“The fuck you will!” Patrick snapped at her. “I wouldn’t touch either of you with a ten foot pole.” He shook his head then went back to whining into the phone.
Kayla laughed. “Is it because we aren’t related? Would it help if you imagine I’m your long lost sister or cousin?”
“Fuck you, Kayla!” Patrick’s face was blood red as he went back to his phone call. “I know it’s hard to hear me!” Patrick yelled. “But if I walk away they’re going to start making out or some shit. My God, they’re sister in laws! How the fuck will Axton deal with his wife cheating with his sister?”
“Where’s my brother?” I looked around and Kayla giggled.
“He’s off with some girls. The rumor is he has the biggest and perfectly crooked dick the girls have ever seen. They fight over him every night.”
“Good for him…but ewe.” I shuttered.
“I know the feeling girlfriend.” She consoled me.
“I want to do that!” I pointed up to the stage.
