Page 125 of Avenging Devil: Part 2

But Grumbler looks frantic, his eyes are wild. “Mary…” he wails.

“Grumbler, man. We’ve got a plan,” Preacher says fast and loudly. “Duke and Grit will leave shortly, and they’ll be leaving Mary behind. She may or may not have Susie with her.”

“Is Susie armed?” Pennywise asks, his brow creased.

“I think that’s the plan.”

“Stormy can take her out. As I said, there’s a direct line of sight.”

“We take Duke when he’s driving to the mall,” Lost states firmly. “You give us the make and model of his car, give us the nod when he leaves, and we’ll take it from there. Grumbler will head down to where you are so he’s on hand when you rescue Mary. Thanks Preacher.”

“Sure thing, Brother. Take care.”

Lost ends the call and starts grinning. “You know, thanks to our Utah brothers I think we’ve got a plan that will work. And Saffie, you won’t need to be part of it.”

“Thank fuck for that,” Niran states.

Suddenly the door to the meeting room bursts open, and Connor unapologetically all but falls through.

“Prospect!” Dart shouts. “What the fuck?”

“Thought you’d want to know,” Connor huffs out, his chest heaving as though he’s been running. “There’s a drone hovering over the gate to the compound.”

“Fuck it!” Niran roars. “Grit’s using the same toys we are.”

Lost purses his lips, looks down, then says calmly, “Change of plan. Let’s give them a show. Saffie, you and Swift will head out in a car to go to the mall. Half of us will follow, Duke will expect that. Grumbler and the others will hang behind, and then when we’re clear, set out to rescue Mary.”

“Using the back exit,” Salem suggests.

Lost’s rise of his chin shows he agrees.

“I want to hear about Plans B and fuckin’ C, Prez.” Niran spits out.

“That would be me.” Swift raises her hand. “I’m Plan B. If you can’t stop Duke, I won’t let him near Saffie. Nothing will happen to her.” She looks at Niran earnestly. “He’s not getting through me.”

I shiver and my hands start to sweat at the thought of how many things could go wrong.

I find myself sympathising with Niran when he shoots a look toward Swift, then asks, “What’s Plan C?”

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