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Artemis reached out and closed his eyes and checked the other four who were alive. They would survive, Artemis decided.

A siren wailed in the distance, and Artemis yanked her radio out.

“Buzz.”

“Go ahead, Artemis.”

“Team is accounted for with minor injuries. Thecivilians didn’t obey, and we have casualties here. Four survivors plus children. We need ambos and transport for the kids, there’s ten of them. We’re going to clean this area and wait for the a-okay,” Artemis reported.

“Got it, boss. Confirm no casualties on the team.”

“Confirmed. A few scratches and cuts and Jana twisted her ankle, but we are fine,” Artemis replied.

While Buzz usually operated behind a desk, she could only imagine how hard it would have been for him to sit waiting for news. He never had to deal with them all in the field at the same time. Nigel was manning the desk for another group, so while Buzz wasn’t alone, he was out of the action.

“Thanks, boss, for the confirmation. I’ll update the boards.”

“Roger.”

Artemis stared around at the damage. Her team was piling Fang bodies to one side and civilians the other. If only they’d listened, but they hadn’t and had paid the ultimate price.

Artemis bent down and grabbed a woman. She hefted her up and began walking. The day had barely begun.

Howser.

Watching the boards had become torture for him. He watched as Buzz walked up and wrote on one. Asmile finally crossed his face at the first piece of good news. The Juno Group has survived intact and with no injuries. Somehow, that wasn’t a surprise.

He looked as the Fallen warriors were updated and then the RCPD. He’d lost another officer.

Hate welled in Howser, and he swallowed hard. This wasn’t a war they’d asked for or expected. Rage and the allies had done their job and got information for him and his people. They had been left to hang by their country’s president, who’d refused to believe their intelligence.

He glanced at the TV screens, each tuned into different news channels. On all of them was live footage of his city fighting for survival. The whole country was watching as Rapid City turned into a war zone, with civilians acting as deputies defended it. It was sickening, frightening, and a sense of betrayal stabbed deep in his chest. It shouldn’t have come to this. The government should have listened and taken the Venomous Fangs out.

They hadn’t, and his people paid with their lives. It was in God’s hands now.

Chapter Nineteen – Washingtons

and Riders of Vengeance MC.

Washington’s = James, Adam, Jason and Jaime.

Riders of Vengeance = Onyx, Venom, Madcap, Viking, Storm, Whirlwind,Rogue, Sparky,Wyvern, Pirate,Baker, Torch, Owl, Tiger, Pinata and T-Rex.

James

So, Venomous Fangs had finally got the balls to make the move they’d been threatening for months. Years of planning culminated today.

James snorted. He wanted Fury with a passion. As soon as he’d learned that Fury had been funding Santos, that meant Fury was also responsible for Frank’s death. James wanted that fuck dead.

He nodded at Onyx as he arrived at zone three. His team and Riders of Vengeance were holding this together.

“Got enough shit?” Onyx asked as James cocked his head. It sounded like they’d already engaged the Fangs towards the east.

“Yeah, you need anything?” James asked.

“A kick up Lazy’s backside wouldn’t go amiss. Even today, the asshole is lagging,” Venom hissed with a dirty look at a brother who was closing his eyes.

“You gotta be kidding me,” Onyx growled.

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