"Oh my god! Shade, you're bleeding!" Cali grabs my wrist. I glance at my arm and sure enough, I was hit.
"It's just a graze. I'll be fine," I tell her. "I'll get it cleaned back at the clubhouse."
She glares at me but lets it go. With the okay from Yury, we load up in my car. We head straight for the clubhouse with the promise of ordering pizza when we get there. When we pull up to the front gate of the clubhouse, the guards post up on either side while we go through. Cali must have texted Wren and told her what happened. She's standing outside the front doors of the clubhouse, hands on her hips, lips pursed and eyes worried.
"Are y'all okay?" Wren looks between the three of us.
"I'm good." I shrug. Her face falls.
"Get inside so I can get your arm cleaned," she orders, making me laugh. If it wasn't her ordering me around, it would be Minx. They can both be so bossy when the need arises. I walk in and sit at the bar.
"Hey, Tink. Let me get a shot of Jameson, please," I ask.
"And the first aid kit," Wren adds. Tink gives her a questioning look and Wren points to my arm. Tink's eyes go wide.
"Oh shit! What happened to you," she asks.
"Cali, Emma, and I were shot at when we were leaving the bakery," I explain.
"Oh my god! Are they alright? Where are they," she questions and hands Wren the first aid box.
"We're fine," Emma says as they walk in. "Shade got the worst of it."
Bull calls for Church earlier since certain events have occurred.
Once everyone is situated, Bull talks. "Tech has located where these cartel fucks are staying. There are only six of them in town. The rest we're guessing stayed behind for whatever reason. We'll come up with a solid plan, and strike this weekend," Bull explains.
"I don't want Cali and Emma going back to the bakery until then," I voice my opinion.
"That's not gonna happen. I've already spoken with Orlov." He looks right at me. "They will ride in one of the bodyguards' bulletproof SUVs."
We brainstorm our plan of attack. Two hours later, we have everything planned out. Now, all we do is wait.
33
Shade
Friday rolls aroundand all the brothers are ready to go after the cartel fuckers. Ranger, Buzz, and the prospects are staying at the clubhouse with all the women and families still on lockdown. We'll be heading out after it gets dark out. Before we're about to head outside to load our SUVs up, Wren finds me.
"Shade, I understand I don't know everything about what y'all are doing tonight. I want you to be careful. I need my big brother." Worry laces her voice.
"Everything will be okay, sis. I promise," I tell her. She throws her arms around me, squeezing me in a hug. When she lets go, she instantly walks away like nothing ever happened. Cali, Minx, and the girls are hanging out in Buster's room. I pop my head in before I leave.
"Just wanted to let y'all know we were headed out," I tell them. "If you need anything, tell the prospects. They’ll do whatever you need them to within reason."
"Be safe," Cali replies.
"I'll do my best." I walk out front to where the SUVs are parked.
"Still waitin' on Hollywood and Sketch to get out here then we can go," Bull says as I walk up to the group of brothers. Ten minutes later, we're loading up in the SUVs and we're headed out. There's fifteen of us, so we're taking three SUVs. It's a bit of a tight fit, but it's the easiest way. The place these fuckers are staying is about thirty minutes out. The good thing is, the building is pretty secluded. Which makes it better for our plan. We park our vehicles a couple of blocks away, hidden by some abandoned buildings. Before we walk toward their building, we go over our plan one more time.
"Alright, Ratchet and Rascal, you two will go to the front of the building. Thor and Saint, you'll go to the back. When y'all get our signal, you'll toss the grenades in. Team two, you'll go around back and take your positions. Team one will take there's around the front," Trigger repeats our plan. We've gone over the plan every day this week. It's been drilled into our heads over and over again. "Tech will cut the power and give the okay to go. We got intel there's only six of them in there, but be prepared for more. You can never be too sure. Make sure your walkie talkies are on and your earwig is in. Let's do this and get back to the clubhouse."
We all take our positions and wait for our signal. A couple of minutes go by and the lights around the building go out.
"Go, go, go," Tech shouts in our ears. I watch as Ratchet and Rascal each throw two grenades and take off running toward us.
BOOM! BOOM!