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Maybe the last one I'll ever have.

CHAPTER 26

WATCHING HIM TOUCH HER

Leo

I can't believe I'm allowing this shit to go down.

After speaking with the rest of the club we all decided that Phoenix had a good plan with Nisa going back in to spy on Marc and get us more information. I fought hard against it but the alternative was letting Marc run around without knowing who the hell or what the hell he was doing simply because I wanted to protect my ol' lady.

She'd still end up hurt in that instance.

Now I have to settle with looking and hearing what she's going through by way of a speaker and the playback from the hidden camera in her earrings.

There was no way I was going to let her go into Marc's den without some sort of reassurance.

Not only was she wired up but she was also with Phoenix. I didn't know much about the kid besides the fact that he was Rumble's brother and that he wanted to apply for a prospect run with Chrome Creed. Now I was having to trust that Nisa would be safe with him. I hate every fucking minute of this shit.

"Leo, it's going to be all right. She can hear us talking to her and we can see everything that's going on around her. Theminute she's in danger Phoenix will get her out and we'll get to Phoenix." Virus says from his post in front of the screen that shows us the video feed from Nisa's camera.

Virus is one of the techie's I've ever encountered so when we knew for sure that we were going to send her in to talk with Marc I made sure he came up with something state of the art to protect her.

The silver drop pearl earrings were perfect, not only because they were heavy enough that they didn't swing around too much but the spherical shape of the earrings made it so we had a 360 view of what was going on around her.

"What the hell is that?" Tella asks and points to one of the videos.

My eyes follow his finger and my mouth drops open as I take in what he's pointing at. I thought Marc was only interested in the drug game but the number of weapons he's got stockpiled in the small room let me know that he wasn't just playing when he told me that he was ready for whatever we threw at him.

Marc looks like he's ready to go to war.

"If we get our hands on that shit we'd be straight for a long while," Spike says from where he's sitting next to me.

I don't respond. I see everything the boys are pointing out but I'm more focused on what's going on with Nisa. She hasn't met up with Marc yet and I hear her breathing getting quicker.

She's getting nervous.

"Nisa, we're right here. Don't worry." I press the button so I can speak to her.

"I know." She says softly and her head bobs up and down.

"I got her," Phoenix says into his mini microphone. "It's game time."

I puff out a deep breath and sit back in the chair as I watch the two of them walk through a large door and into a big room. It's filled with workers. None of them look happy to be there.They're naked, completely as far as I can see and they're cutting up drugs to be packaged.

"Marc, you have a visitor," Phoenix calls out and Nisa moves forward in a jerky motion. It seems like he might have pushed her. I growl low and grab hold of the arms of the chair. I should ring his fucking neck for putting his damn hands on her.

"He's got to make it look real Prez," Lash says from next to me.

I nod once. I know it's true but that still doesn't make it any better to me.

"No, it can't be!" Marc speaks from somewhere out of focus and Nisa turns her head just in time to show us a panel of the wall that is being moved out of the way and Marc stepping out from behind.

Is that how they got out of the laundromat before? Does he have secret passageways to ensure that he gets out of danger? If we can cut off those passageways it would almost guarantee that we'd beat him at his own game.

"Tella, I'm betting he's got more of those secret tunnels in his building. Can we find out a way to get the blueprints or maybe just where the tunnels let out?" I look over to him and he nods his head.

"I'll look into it. There's always a paper trail." He replies.

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