Page 38 of Under The Greek's Protection

Her laughter ceases as she becomes serious. “I love you, Alistair.”

I happily grin. “I love you too, Η καρδι? μου. I’ll see you soon.”

I end the call, sliding the phone back into my pocket. Picking up the cleaning cloth and my pistol, my jovial smile morphs into a wicked one. I’m killing everyone who gets in my path tonight. I have a wife who loves me, and a little sister who adores me, and I’ll be damned if I let any motherfucker get a chance to take me from them.

When we make it to Zar’s, Xander drives directly behind, parking beside the garage Beast is parked in. After we exited the SUV, Zar typed in the security code that raised the door. Once inside, we stripped out of our suits and into our black tactical gear, along with bullet proof vests.

“Alistair,” Zar summoned as I’m holstering my guns.

“What’s up?” I looked up at him.

“Tonight, it’s shoot first, ask no questions,” he ordered, smirking at me. I returned the gesture. He was giving me free reign to do as I please. He was not giving me his usual lecture of what I couldn’t do.

“Got it,” I stated, picking up my last pistol, sticking it in the back of my pants, and pulling my vest over it. “Are we wearing masks?”

“No, I want that motherfucker to see it was us who took him down,” Zar growled as he shoved the clip into his 9mm.

That was an hour ago, and now we’re ten minutes from the spot. Mike let us know he and his crew were already there in their sniper positions. Tech has been tracking Trent through his phone, and he is on his way to the club. We should be pulling up at the same time.

I can see why Trent chose this area to reopen his club. There’s barely any traffic and all the abandoned buildings damn near look the same. We haven’t seen a police car since we entered the area, which is good for us. I guess they had better things to do than patrol a ghost town.

Xander makes a right into the alley that will lead us to the back of Trent’s club. When we get a building away, Xander pulls to the side, then shuts off the lights. Frankie and Hendrix are parked a block away. The plan is that when Trent pulls into the alley, with the help of the buildings, we will block him in, giving him nowhere to run.

“Where is that asshole,” Zar impatiently hisses fifteen minutes later.

A car followed by an SUV, turned into the alley just as I was about to speak.

“Showtime,” Xander mutters.

Through the windshield, we see two men in the passenger and driver’s seats. Neither are Trent, so he must be in the back seat or in the SUV with his other men. As Frankie pulls in behind them, Xander throws on his bright lights, puts Beast in drive, then slams on gas. The driver nor the passenger have time to react, as we brace ourselves when the Humvee careens into them like a battering ram, destroying the front end of the car. It thrusts them into the SUV with their bodies flinging forward just as the airbags deploy, hitting them in the face.

As Xander puts the Humvee in park, Zar and I jump out firing at the men in the SUV, who are now out, shooting their weapons at us. The back door of the club swings open, as more of Trent’s men come running out. The first four fall like dominos as Mike and the others pick them off from above. We push forward in this modern day shootout, getting the upper hand on them.

Suddenly, the passenger door opens on the car, and a pissed off Trent emerges.

“Zar,” I yelled over the gunshots, getting his attention. When he glances over at me, I lift my chin in Trent’s direction.

Zar darts towards Trent, as Xander and I cover him. Trent raises his gun, firing a shot at Zar, hitting him in his bullet proof covered chest, then ducks behind the door. My brother growls as his body jerks back from the impact but he keeps going, letting off round after round at Trent. With his free hand, Zar pulls another pistol, and now is using both to make the door look like Swiss cheese. The sound of Trent’s screams, have what’s left of his men, lowering their weapons, and dropping them. They know it’s over for them.

Everyone’s focus is on Zar as he vigilantly walks over to the passenger side of the car with his guns still in front of him. When he’s there, he smirks as he lowers his guns, putting them in their places. I wonder what he’s doing as he bends down. Seconds later, he comes from around the car, dragging a bloody Trent. Trent lets out a moan of pain, when Zar drops his upper body to the ground in the middle of the alley.

Zar points at Trent, as he stares at the five remaining men. “This motherfucker has led you all to an early grave.”

As they begin to beg for their lives Xander, Frankie, Hendrix, and I show them no mercy as we pump them full of lead.

“You’re not going to get away with this,” Trent breathlessly states. “The other families will come after you, and when they kill you, I’ll be waiting for your ass in hell.”

A diabolical expression forms on Zar’s face as he squats down before Trent. He leans in, locking eyes with the asshole as he says, “I hope they do come, because I’ll be ready for them. The Greeks run Dallas motherfucker, and you better hope you never see me in Hell, because if you do, you’ll be begging the Devil himself to keep me off your ass.” Zar quickly pulls his pistol, shooting Trent in the forehead, instantly killing him.

Zar slowly rises and says “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

“What about the bodies,” Xander asks.

“Let the rats and strays feast on them until they’re found,” Zar replies as he walks over to Beast, getting in.

Frankie and Hendrix return to their SUV, as Xander and I do the same. I don’t know where Mike and his people are, but I’m sure they're packing things up to leave too.

Xander has Beast started and in gear, and he begins to back out of the alley. As he pulls onto the main street, no words are exchanged. We’re heading back to Copper Canyon to take Beast back, return our gear, then get cleaned up before going back to the condos. Zar did what he set out to do, and that was the destruction of Trent. Those other families Trent mentioned, better think long and hard about coming for my brother. With us by his side, they will end up with the same fate as Trent.

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