I put my phone away and got back to the meeting with
Pops and the guys. “I watched them at the warehouse,” says
Marco, “They know we are onto them. They’re packing up
and going to a new warehouse.”
Pops takes his seat in front of us, “Where is their new
warehouse?” Marco looked down at his hands. “Well damn
it boy! Are you gonna answer?”
“Pops, their warehouse is going to be five miles from
us! They’re on our turf! I have a reason to believe Ian was
part of Sarah’s shit too!” Marco says with tears dwelling in
his eyes. “I think he’s the one that got away!”
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“What’s the fucking plan?” I ask. Agitation making my
blood start to boil,“These assholes messed up my girl and
now you're telling me that they are most likely responsible
for hurting my sister too?” All I can see is fucking red. I
need their blood. I need to taste their fucking blood. These
fucking assholes are going to meet their fucking maker.
” Vincent! Calm the fuck down,”Pops shouts. He
knows I’m about to go find those fuckers. “We need more
time to plan. We can’t go in guns blazing. With no backup.
Let me call in a few favors.”
We sit and plan out how we’re going to get these
fuckers. We make different plans and multiple back ups just
in case. All we’re waiting on are some fucking calls from
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the other families. I look down at my phone to check the
time and I realize how long I was gone for. And I saw I
have multiple messages from Emma.
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