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“Any other ideas? If that’s the case, she’s going to kill them,” I said, trying to formulate a plan to save them.
“Maybe she just wants to check in?” Lance came in and sat next to Roman.
Roman looked at him like he was crazy. He shook his head.
“If she just wanted to check in, she would have stopped by,” Roman said confidently. “Something big is going to happen and I’m positive it has to do with Boogie and King. There’s a reason the triplets aren’t here with us. Maybe Boogie and King caught wind of her intentions.”
“Can you call them or call Mars?” He gave me a look that I pretended not to see. “If they are targets, what are our options?”
“Do we really want to say it out loud?” Lance looked nervous.
“I won’t let her kill them, so what is our other option?” I stood up, feeling adrenaline hit me.
“We either run, or we take care of her.” Roman stood up too.
“This is suicide,” Lance muttered. “We might be killed. Actually, we will be killed.”
“I can’t—” I didn’t want to think of what might happen if we tried to intervene with the Mayor. “I can’t let them die.”
“We can plead our case and try a more diplomatic approach,” Lance suggested.
Roman snorted. “We could try, but I don’t think she is going to give us a chance. I heard she is a shoot-first-ask-questions-later kind of person.”
“Fuck, well let’s call King and Boogie and the triplets and see if we can figure out a plan before we have to see her,” I said. “How long do we have?”
“Two hours before we have to be there.” Lance said, and my heart dropped.
“Fuck.”
Chapter 30
Boogie
Thanksgiving Town was a place I could live without ever visiting. The time I had been here before was to take over Halloween and I guess it was fitting I was here again to pass control to the triplets. This time it would be in a more elaborate display, and I was hoping this would be enough.
The triplets, King and I were instructed to stay inside of the Mayor's room. It had been a rough couple of days and at one point I thought the Mayor might kill us.
“You locked her away?” she yelled, walking up to us.
Her eyes blazed with fury as King and I stood our ground even if my instincts told me to step back. There was something unnerving about her that left me wanting to either kill her or stay away from her.
“We didn’t know what else to do,” King said. “She was intent on going back and we didn’t know who was after her. It was stupid, but we were afraid.”
“I don’t give a shit if you were afraid,” she growled. “You shouldn’t have locked her away. I should kill you for that and give her your heads.”
“It kept her alive,” I snapped.
She narrowed her green eyes on me as a chill crept over me.
“Oh, don’t tell me you wouldn’t have done the same thing.” A man stood at the door leaning against the doorway with a smirk.
His name was Alaric, he was one of her bodyguards, the guy was built like a tank and if the rumors were true, he was her lover.
The Mayor glared at the man. “I don’t remember asking for your opinion.”
“I’m just saying that when you're in love you do some dumb shit to protect the ones you love,” he said, raising an eyebrow at her.
“You don’t just?—”
