If Ryker wants me to kill Maksim tonight, that means he’s finally agreed to our previously discussed plans.
Russians out, Irish in. We let allies take the vacant seat of power in Toronto, and in return, they stay the fuck out of our business.
It’s a win-win, so long as Killian understands that any attempt to overthrow us will result in not only his death, but the eradication of his entire fucking bloodline.
If Maksim dies tonight, that means things are about to get ugly.
My incentive to protect Wren just skyrocketed.
I glance down at my woman, still resting quietly beside me, before adding my two cents to the conversation.
ME
Consider Maksim dead.
RYKER
Look who decided to join us.
GHOST
How's our new sister?
ME
Sleeping.
RYKER
Pics or it didn't happen.
ME
Consider yourself dead, too.
TORIN
For fuck's sake.
ME
Be at my place tomorrow night around 11PM so we can sort this shit out. Also, I’ve got a proposal.
GHOST
Colour me curious. What proposal?
ME
Military-grade compound. For the four of us, Hunter, more dogs, advanced security systems. Safety.
RYKER
Safety? You getting soft on us, killer?
TORIN
He’s got something to lose now.