Page 82 of Chaos Kills

And I truly don’t think he thought I’d use it.

That when I aimed, I’d shoot and do exactly what I said I was going to do.

No more passes.

No more allowing Bay to call the shots here.

This is The Landings, not fucking South Shore, and I run these streets. I decide who lives and fucking dies and who walks away.

“You silly, stupid piece of shit,” Levi grinds out, sucking in the agony of his matching gunshot.

I didn’t even hear the shot. I guess I can thank Levi for the bitch slap to the ear.

“I made sure I didn’t hit an artery, right?”

Levi’s dark gaze slices up to me, and it screams death. “You know what this means, right? Your little sanctuary that you’re trying to get from me is gone.”

Oh, that.

I’m not surprised that Wallace discovered Cairo’s plan to get in bed with South Shore. He’s a sneaky pain in the ass, just like his girl.

“Don’t need it.” I return his glower with one of my own. “Now, get the fuck out of here before I show you round two of what I’m going to do to you if I find you around me again.”

A humorless chuckle rolls off Levi’s wide chest as he shakes his head a few times. “Alright, Emilio Junior. You got your wish. Kill the Astor girl just like your daddy murdered her mother.” I open my mouth, but Levi shoots up and gets a handful of my shirt, hurling me forward when my weapon presses into his kidneys in silent warning to back the fuck off. “You don’t know who she truly is, do you? Your daddy didn’t give you the full story.”

I shove at him, getting released instantly because he’s bleeding out through his jeans, and I’m sure he’s ready to get that looked at.

“Don’t need to. It doesn’t change anything.”

“It changes how many years you have left,” he retorts. “Especially when she takes that seat. Where does that leave you?”

My nostrils flare because I told Bay to take that fucking Titan seat, and after what I’ve done, she just might to get back at me.

However, some of the plays have changed. And if Wallace thought he was going to scare me, he should probably realize that he’s not the only one who has information about secret plans.

“It leaves me lookin’ pretty good, Wallace,” I drawl. “Word on the street is that you’re trying to leave South Shore with my girl.”

Levi grunts and stretches his jaw before saying, “I love this little game that we’re playin’, Wildes. Who can be top spy?”

“Ah, yes. My favorite.”

“I find you near Astor again, mark my words, you’re dead. Stop what I’m doing with my family, I’ll bury you in the same grave as your brother so you two can bitch about it together for eternity.”

“Right.”

He smirks at me, not buying my so-called peace treaty. “I always knew I’d kill you. It was only a matter of time.”

“I’m not scared of The Nameless, Wallace. I thought time told that tale over the last decade.”

“Who said anything about them? I’ll sneak into your house like Bay did the other night.”

My eyes narrow because what the hell is this dude’s problem? He protects her one minute, then sends her off on a possible kamikaze mission the next? “I’m flattered that you had so much confidence in me that I wouldn’t fuck your girl again.”

“It made you turn a blind eye for a second, didn’t it?”

Confirmation of the plan. Of what I thought.

Bay used me and everything between us was a well drawn-out plan of power. Her loyalty will always remain in Wallace’s hands.

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