Page 87 of The Ghost of Rage's War

“Says who?” Magic demanded.

“Dude, drop your balls,” Bass chortled from somewhere close by.

Chance closed his eyes. Fuck him, this was going to be chaos.

“Yeah, any plan you had, throw right out the window,” Jailbait nodded sagely.

“They’re your club brothers! Can’t you get them under control?” Chance spat.

“After twenty years? No. But you’re welcome to try,” Jailbait said with a chuckle.

“Hey, let me see that!” Zoom shouted, grabbing something off Zippy.

“Watch out, that’s primed!” Magic bellowed as Zippy spun around.

Everyone dropped to the floor, knowing what was coming. Zippy’s finger hit the trigger, and a rocket launched from the tube. It flew away from the residential area they were in, hit a ditch, and exploded.

It must also have hit a mine, as several other explosions accompanied it.

“I’m going home, Fangs can have the fuckin’ city,” Bear complained.

Chance snorted.

“That was mental!” Zippy exclaimed, his face alight with mischief.

“I wanna try,” Zoom declared and grabbed at the rocket launcher.

“Get your dirty, thieving hands off!” Zippy retorted.

“Get your own damn toys,” Magic bellowed andyanked the rocket launcher upwards.

Chance’s eyes widened as Magic held it above his head and Zippy hung on with his feet dangling in the air. Zippy wasn’t a small man, yet Magic held him like a kid.

“Thieving bastard,” Magic complained as he shook Zippy loose.

Jailbait took a huge swallow of his flask and offered it to Chance, who accepted gratefully.

“This is gonna be a shitshow,” Bear stated.

“Yup,” Chance agreed.

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Shitshow was being polite, Chance decided two hours later. Zoom, Zippy, Magic, Bass, Breaker, and Bender needed committing. They weren’t alone in their insanity, but they were the worst. Fist, Menace and Grease encouraged them. As soon as the Fangs appeared, a fight began over who detonated the mines.

Magic had several remotes, which he refused to share. Zoom, Zippy, Bass, and Fist tackled the big man and stole two. Magic roared to his feet, swearing and cursing.

“Fuckin’ blow that shit up!” Chance ordered as the Fangs come closer. If Magic’s freaking mines took half of the Fangs out, well, every little helped!

“I’m gonna kill you!” Magic threatened Zippy, who skipped off with a remote after stealing it from Fist.

Zippy poked his tongue out and pressed the button. A row of mines detonated, making the Fangs wobble.Zoom hit his one, and a second row went off.

“Sayonara, Motherfuckers!” Magic boomed and hit his boxes.

Everyone ducked and then peered up at Magic. He frowned and clicked his two buttons again. Nothing happened.

Magic shook them as Chance shook his head in disbelief.

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