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The road captain and I parted ways. I waved one of the members over to me, telling him the plan. He reloaded his shotgun as I kept my eyes peeled for movement in the building. Suddenly, a few shots popped off, followed by a yell.

Fuck, don’t tell me he just took the three of them out.

Then, I heard it—the sound of his deep laughter and a pin being pulled.

“EXPLOSIVE!” I shouted before jumping back behind a crate.

Shouts echoed into the building. An explosion didn’t happen, but a vapor was expelled into the air. I covered my nose and mouth. I didn’t know what the fuck this crazy bastard might have on him.

Then, the other side door got thrown open and I saw his face smirking as he walked back through it.

“See you around, Enforcer. Your days are numbered; all of y’all’s are,” his husky voice called out one last time as he disappeared. “So, get to countin’.”

I heard two shots outside before a bike fired up and took off into the distance.

We all carefully made our way out of the building, two guys dragging the man who had been shot when they entered the building. He didn’t make it. Fuck. I looked around and gave the call to those down the road to bring two trucks. We gathered thefallen—three lost, two others injured. But all in all, if we did what we’d set out to do, it wasn’t a total loss.

The bay doors were rolled up, and we let the space air out for a few minutes. It turned out it had just been a smoke grenade. But in the dark, we couldn’t tell. Then, the boys started to carry out the crates that I could tell were clearly ours. I went through each one as quickly as I could before they sealed them back up and started loading them into the trucks.

We loaded up the weapons, and I counted everything as we went. It was risky to stick around here any longer, but if we did and got away with it, it meant I could call Fortune up tonight and tell him we were coming down a few days early. And much to my fucking relief, it was all here. Nothing damaged or destroyed in the firefight either. We were fucking lucky.

I motioned to the drivers to line up, and I took the lead with the road captain with five trucks following us and the last truck returning to the clubhouse with our fallen in the back. We’d lost three good men, but in the end, it would be worth it.

I pulled out my phone and called Fortune. It rang three times before he answered.

“Well, a little late for a call, isn’t it, Enforcer? So, you’d better have a good reason for wasting my time.”

His voice came across my headset as we started to hit the freeway from the back road. Two bikes in the back of the caravan I led.

“My bad for the time, but I have some good news. I have your entire shipment ready, and we are driving down as we speak to close this deal. Can you have your guys ready for us when we arrive?” I waited for his response, keeping my mind on the road ahead, looking to make sure we weren't being followed.

“Next time, you’d better be on time, or we will be having a much different type of meeting. But the man at the noodle shop will be open and ready for your delivery, payment in hand.”

The line went dead.

Guess that was about as good an answer as I was going to get tonight.

We kept cruising down into the city, and a couple of hours later, the neon lights of the noodle shop in the alleyway reflected off the paint on our bikes. I watched my guys help unload hundreds of thousands of dollars of firearms into a harmless-looking ramen shop’s front doors. And with that, money exchanged hands, and we made the two-hour trip back up to Morrow Bay, where the clubhouse was waiting to celebrate this victory together.

That night, we made all the arrangements for the fallen, then picked up supplies for the celebration. And boy, were we going to celebrate.

First on my list? Calling my girl and telling her to take the day off of work and drive up here now.

CHAPTER 19

ROSALIE

When I was first wokenup in the middle of the night by Kordell, I thought something bad had happened. But when his voice on the line sounded happy and he told me to call in sick to take the day to come up to the clubhouse because he had something major he wanted to share with me, I couldn’t help but do it. It's been hard lately. He’d been away, and I’ve just felt a little awkward since that night had happened, but maybe this would be the day it would all be fixed. I packed a small overnight bag and tossed it into my Skyline before making the trip up north.

When I arrived, the place was absolutely packed with bikes. A few people walked around, holding guns, which made me a little nervous. But when I parked my car, Kordell came walking over. I opened my door and stepped out, and he grabbed me and lifted me into the air, spinning me in a circle. I giggled, holding on to his shoulders as he slowed down and set me back on my feet.

“Kordell, what—”

My words were cut off as he pulled me into a sexy, long kiss. I closed my eyes and leaned into it. And a few people wolf whistled at us.

We pulled away from each other, and I blushed and looked down at my feet. Okay, I didn’t realize we were putting on a show for so many people just then. Figured they might be doing their own thing. Guess not. Kordell laughed and reached into my car, grabbing my bag and shutting the door before slinging his arm over my shoulders.

“Come on, mama. Let’s get your things in my room, and we can rejoin the party.”

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