Page 49 of Kilo's Edge

Kilo

The next two weeks were a blur of activity. Between work, hanging out with Camila, working on the new apartments, and planning our move against Kruzman, things were hectic as hell. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I was fucking alive again. Not that I hadn’t needed the couple years of downtime we’d had, but I was starting to get bored. I had a feeling the others were too.

“Kilo.”

I looked up and focused on Ruck. “Yeah?”

The other guys gathered around. We’d already told Merc, Code, and Hype about what was going on. The fact our members were fully on board as well just reaffirmed what I already knew. These men were family. I’d kill, and die, to protect them and they were willing to do the same for me.

“As you already know, Lockout and Cypher are on board,” Ruck said as soon as everyone gathered around. “Lock said togive him the word and they’d head this way. Cypher already has Glitch looking into Kruzman. He’s also got a contact inside the FBI who’s going to see if they can find the mole.”

“How do we know it’s on the FBI’s side?” Bolo asked.

“Could be the Marshals,” Overdrive added.

“The first time Kruzman found her was before the Marshals got involved,” I told them. “Could be a fluke, but I don’t think it is. Someone inside the FBI is on his payroll.” Which pissed me the fuck off. The fact that some asshole was willing to get Camila killed for money made me want to hold his gaze as I strangled him. Watch as the life left his eyes. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to keep Camila safe. To keep her alive.

Kruzman’s motivation was money and revenge. No fucking way he was winning this war. He didn’t have any idea what was about to come for him, but he’d find out soon enough.

“We need somewhere safe to stash the women when this goes down,” Ruck told me.

“I have a place,” I replied. “Someone I trust to watch over them until the Tucson guys get here.”

“Good. That’s one less thing for us to worry about. Glitch should be able to give us a head’s up if Kruzman mobilizes before we’re ready.”

“What about the rest of the plan?” Relay asked. “Where’s this going down?”

“No place better than the desert,” Ruck said with a grin.

“Lot of dangerous areas between here and Yuma,” Overdrive commented.

“Plenty of places for people to accidentally go missing,” Merc added.

“OD, why don’t you and Bolo find us a good spot,” Ruck ordered. “Something remote.”

“Will do, Prez,” Overdrive said. “We’ll head out tomorrow morning. Find the perfect place.”

“How are we going to lure them out there?” Flir asked.

“We could put OD in a dress and a wig,” Code suggested.

Everyone chuckled at that. Overdrive arched a brow. “If anyone’s wearing a dress, it’s you, Kid.”

“All they have to think is that we have Camila with us,” Ruck said. “Cypher and Glitch can help with that.”

“We could utilize the Marshals watching over the girls, too.” I hated fucking saying it, but that was just more firepower on our side.

Strike cocked his head. “Can they be trusted?”

“Yeah, as much as I dislike the fucker, the Marshal I met that night seemed to actually care about them. If they weren’t trustworthy, there wouldn’t be anywhere that the women could go without Kruzman finding them immediately. I suspect that the Marshals are slow on their reports, just to keep the FBI behind the curve.”

Everyone nodded at that. “How do we get them involved without it looking too damn suspicious when Kruzman goes missing?” Drifter asked.

“Damn, that’s a good point,” I replied. “Might just have to leave them out of this after all.”

“We’ll save the Marshals as a last resort,” Ruck decided. “Hopefully we won’t need them.”

“If everything goes smooth we won’t,” Flir said. Everyone glared at him. “What?”

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