Page 90 of Serpent King's Revenge

Do a double take.

"Wait, what?" My heart hammered in my chest. "What the fuck—"

“Listen,” she said. “We call and say we want to make amends. You tell him that you want protection for your child. We go together…then we take him out together.”

“But he’ll kill you–”

“He wants me alive, Nathan,” Abby said. “He wants…he wants an heir, and I’m—”

“Even more reason not to send you in,” I said, practically snarling. “We should wait, and I’ll…I’ll lock you up again if I have to.”

Owen shot me a glare, but I ignored it. Abby, however, seemed even more pissed.

“No, we’re not waiting,” she insisted. “Your father thinks he’s won right now. He thinks he has us on the back foot, is probably expecting concessions…so we go in. But what he doesn’t know is that you’ll be there, too.”

“And his security?”

“We isolate him,” she said. “Use our allies that are left to do what they’ve been doing and light up a few of his businesses. Get security to go out all over the city while we strike. He’s comfortable right now, cocky. We can get him.”

I stared at her, unbelieving…but knowing she was right. If we didn’t do this now, he would just rally his forces once again.

It was either kill him now or leave our lives behind.

"Trust me, Nathan," Abby insisted, her expression resolute. "It's the only way to take control of this situation. For us, for our future…for Violet."

Her words struck me like a fist to the gut, the reality of what was at stake hitting home. I crossed my arms, steeling myself as I stared into the impenetrable fog ahead.

"I want you safe," I said, the desperation clear in my voice.

"None of us will be safe until all of us are safe, Nathan," Abby replied, her eyes meeting mine. “You, me, our kid…and Justin, Derek, Lily, Alex—even the damn cat. Kenny won’t stop gunning for us until he’s dead.”

I knew she was right, but the thought of putting her and our unborn child in danger tore at my heart. I clenched my fists, trying to find the strength to accept this insane plan.

But we had no other choice—we needed to end this war once and for all.

"Alright," I muttered, giving in to the plan. "Let's do it."

"Good," Abby said, a small smile appearing on her face. "We won't let you down."

Owen looked at me, his expression telling me he didn’t like this either. But he’d told me his daughter was stubborn once…and it proved to be right. "Where to, Nathan?"

"Take us to South Beach."

"South Beach it is," Owen replied, adjusting the wheel as we headed towards our destination.

Abby fixed me with an incredulous look. “South Beach?” she asked. “Your house has gotta be crawling with feds at this point—”

“Not my house,” I said. “I have a car in a garage by the harbor. We’ll take that…then we’re going back to 118 California.”

She looked at me for a long time…then she smiled.

“Where it all started, huh?”

I nodded. “And where it will end.”

Chapter Forty-One: Abby

The rain had started to pour by the time we got into Nathan’s car at the harbor and started our drive. The sun was rising after a long, unending night…and we were going back to the beginning.

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