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He found the number and clicked the green button to put the call through. Grant waited. By the fifth ring, Miguel answered.
“Grant, so good to hear from you.”
“Change of fucking plans,” Grant said. “If you want to see this fucker die, then you better get to Bull’s house. I’ve got a couple of prizes for you.” He hung up the call.
Pulling his gun out, he attached the silencer and did a few shots at certain points. Two around Bull, another around Maddie. He didn’t point the gun at his niece.
Pat, Rusty, and Rip left as well. They were all in their positions.
“Did you go and see Aria?” Maddie asked.
“Yeah, I did.”
“And?”
“And … I don’t know. I told her I’m going to try and make it back to her, but I don’t know how tonight is going to play out. I could die tonight.”
“Don’t say shit like that,” Bull said. “You don’t get to tie me and my wife up and say that shit. You’re going to make it out alive. We’re all going to make it out alive.”
“I love your optimism.” Grant removed the silencer after a few minutes.
“You got this, Grant.”
He wanted to burst out laughing.
“You’re a waste of space. They’ll kill you at the club. You’re a good-for-nothing waste of fucking space. You piece of shit.”
His father’s words came back to haunt him, but he shook them off. They didn’t have the time and this certainly wasn’t the place to be thinking about his old man. He was still trying to deal with the shit their old man did.
“Could you imagine what Pop would say right now if he saw us?” Grant asked.
“No, because he wouldn’t have said shit.”
Grant laughed. “He would have.”
“No, you don’t understand, everything that bastard said was shit, Grant. Everything. You need to forget the shit he said. He was a fucking monster, an asshole.”
Grant smiled.
“Incoming!” Pat said.
The time for smiling was over. With the gun held steady, he went to the front door. It had started to snow and it sent in a gust of cold air. This was another reason he’d put cushions around Lindsey’s crib. He didn’t want to hurt his niece, but at the right moment, Pat was going to get her out of harm’s way.
This had to work.
Grant turned away from the door and headed back to where Bull and Maddie were waiting.
“Nice of you to stop by,” Grant said.
“What is going on?” Miguel asked, holding his hand up, stopping his men from moving.
Grant saw that they had guns. “Oh, I know you wanted me to poison them, but that isn’t happening. No, I’ve got other plans.”
“This is the prize?” Miguel asked. “You didn’t follow my instructions.”
“Instructions are overrated. He never trusted me. He’d never have allowed me to take the club. I’m going to shoot him in the fucking face and then I’m going to take Carnage. It’s mine. My town.”
Grant had no idea what he was saying. He was just throwing words. The last thing he wanted was the town.
