I sit in the stolen SUV and wait. No one noticed me as they all walked in. Not the women, not the men, and not even my so-called brothers. I nearly laughed out loud when they walked right by, never even glancing my way. I could have pulled out a gun and shot one of them and watched it all dissolve into chaos. Too bad itâs not my objective to kill Bullet now. Right now, Iâm going to bring him to his knees in another way.
Along with the rest of those assholes who think theyâre better than me.
Iâm going to bide my time, wait for them to come out, and then Iâll strike. And maybe, just maybe, Iâll succeed in killing a few birds with one stone, as it were. I need Sage alive, but the others, well, theyâre collateral. Even that pretty redhead and her brat. If they donât make it out alive today, well, thatâs not my problem. More deaths mean more brothers that I bring to their knees.
My phone buzzes and I pull it out, sighing in annoyance when I see Dmitriâs text.
I grind my teeth, pissed that he talks to me this way. Does he not realize everything Iâve done for him? How much money heâs made because of me? He should be talking to me with the respect I deserve. Iâve given him everything that has made him what he is.
So Iâll do what he asks, and then Iâm going after the club. Once theyâre gone, Iâll be taking Dmitri and his men out of the picture too. You never hold all your cards in one hand. Bullâs own words.
So I donât bother responding to Dmitri. Instead, I look back at the building and wait.