“There weren’t any,” Tech replies.
“Shit, we need to get the girls out of here. We don’t know what that motherfucker is up to now that he’s decided to come out of hiding,” I state, starting at Zar.
“Let’s go to the condos. The girls will be safe there,” he says, then turns to Mike. “Janae is welcome too.”
“It’s fine, I’ll go with them,” Janae voices.
“Frankie and Hendrix, I want one of you in front of us and the other in the back. Xander, I want men at the condo at all times,” Zar barks.
“On it.” Xander pulls out his phone and places a call, as Frankie and Hendrix make a beeline to their vehicles.
Our night just went to hell in a handbasket. Trent is back in the city, and that only meant one thing. War is upon us.