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“I want to know how many innocents are in the building on a given day and what the structure looks like in the basement. And I want to know where the gas lines are to blow the fucker down.”

This stunned me.

“You want to blow up a building in downtown Atlanta?” GT asked, apparently thinking the same thing as me. “You’ve lost your fuckin’ mind.”

It appeared that only a few people could talk to Cruz the way that GT did because Cruz didn’t rip his head off and instead answered calmly. I guessed I was expecting a blow up that never happened. “Gas leak in the basement that leads throughout the building. One spark and that takes out every floor. Make it as normal as possible so there’s no investigation, and our hands stay clean.”

“Alright. How do we get everyone out and make sure those three are in?” Cooper asks. “Surely, we need to make sure they’re dead because I’m not doin’ this shit again. They need to be confirmed.”

“Absolutely,” Cruz stated. “This is what I’ve got, and let me know what changes need to be made. I’m thinkin’ we wipe their money completely out at all locations so they can’t leave town because of the shit storm of tryin’ to find out who stole from them. If it were me, I’d want to know where the fuck my money went, so I’d be at my office and on the phone. I’d call in my boys to help out. That’d keep them there.”

“I say we bring in the Bane brothers,” Cooper threw in. “We need eyes to confirm they’re there. We could also use some of their guys.”

I wanted to ask who the Bane brothers were, but this wasn’t the time to indulge in my curiosity. This needed to be handled. They needed to be handled. And as hard as it was, I was entrusting the brothers to do it.

“Liam. You ready to earn your right to prospect?” Cruz asked Liam, and my heart stopped.

“Yes, sir,” he replied with no hesitation.

Trust was never the same after my mother died. And hell, I hated the Hamiltons; my men would be in danger. I also knew my ass couldn’t do it myself. I had to trust.

Cue nervous wreck. Not for me. For them. Nothing could happen. To any of them.

21

LIAM

“Never thought I’d be wearin’ an FBI jacket,” chuckled Deke from beside me as we rode into Atlanta in a blacked out SUV.

These guys had their plan and holy hell, they moved way faster than I anticipated. And here we were. Ready to put these assholes in the ground. The sooner all this was over, the sooner we could live in some kind of peace.

We were done with these guys. All of them.

The Ravage MC was impressive. Their ability to put together a plan of this magnitude in the course of a few hours had me baffled. As cops, it took us weeks to plan shit out. But these men had so many ducks already in a row that we were ready to roll out.

Disguised as FBI agents…

Nyx wasn’t the only one putting trust in these men. It was difficult, but if I was going to be a part of the MC, I needed to build it and fast.

“They’re scramblin’,” Micah said, looking at his screen that had cameras installed by one of their contacts.

Two hours ago, Micah hit the button to send all the Hamilton money flying. He said it would be in cyberspace for a while, bouncing from account to account making it untraceable. He also did the money in Hamilton Holdings, although there wasn’t nearly as much in there. Only a quarter million, but wasn’t that how rich people hid their money? Fuck if I knew. My paychecks would never equate to that amount of money.

It was hard kissing Nyx bye at the clubhouse. She didn’t put up any type of fuss when it came to staying there. Screech was staying, so she was relieved to be with someone close to her. Since Raid and I were on this mission, I felt better knowing she was in Fort Knox with all the security they had at the clubhouse. And she wasn’t alone. Not only were some brothers there, but the women were there as well.

“Good. What about the people in the building?” Raid asked on a chuckle. It was such a great sound to hear. I’d missed the humor. Even if we were set to kill people.

Micah pulled up the screen in the SUV we were driving, and people were running out of the building and down the street with the look of sheer terror on their faces.

Bugs and spiders. The Ravage MC had “people” in Atlanta which included these Bane brothers. However it was possible, they were able to get enough bugs, roaches, beetles and different types of spiders to release in the building, so it was an out and out infestation crawling around.

They released them when we were twenty minutes out and appeared to be doing their job. Nothing was released on the fourth floor where the main offices were located, and currently the phone lines to the other floors were cut. No phones could call up to warn Miles of the bug situation.

For as little time as Cruz and the club had to plan, they sure were on the move. Cruz just told me, “It’s not my first rodeo when it comes to the women in our lives,” and walked away. Impressive.

“The more that come out, the less casualties we’ll have. I don’t want to have any, and I’ll do my damnedest not to have them, but shit happens in war. And this is war,” Cooper said with all the confidence of his father, Cruz.

“Once we go up, you’ll sweep?” I asked the men in the SUV, who had an abnormal number of guys in it, and we were followed by two more that were going to stay away from the scene of the crime, but there if we needed them.

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