Page 10 of Reaper's Rival

Climbing out of the van, I twisted my machine gun to the front. Kim pulled her gun out and ran to the barn door.

I dropped the cigarette to the ground and ran up after her.

Signaling her, I counted back from three. Then she pulled the barn door back and guns raised, Matthews and I stormed in.

“GUNS DOWN AND ON YOUR KNEES,” I screamed at the group of Chinese and bikers in the middle of the barn. There was a line of motorcycles to the left and two black vans in the middle of the empty barn. I counted heads, coming to a total of eleven.

Eleven hits, we could handle that.

“What the fuck is this?” A Chinese man stepped away from the guns that we were about to take. “You do this?” He looked at the biker beside him.

“Abby?”

My eyes widened under my sunglasses.

You had to be fucking kidding me.

I heard Kim curse behind me.

“Guns up, Kim,” I shouted over my shoulder.

“Father, it’s been a while.” I looked coolly at Dad.

“Why the fuck do you have a gun pointed in our faces? Can’t you see you’re outnumbered?”

As if on cue, the back of the barn came down and in stormed the rest of my men.

“You were saying, Father? Now guns down and down on your knees.”

I watched with pleasure as his face twisted in anger. Well, now he knows what it feels like to be fucked over by a family member.

“NOW!” I roared and sent a few stray bullets across the hay floor to prove a point.

“Couldn’t plan for this, could we, Kim?” I muttered to my side, but when I glanced at her, her eyes were locked on Trigger’s.

Of course.

Looks like I would have to handle things.

“Matthews, Eric, Don, do me a favor and take the guns off these fine gentlemen and load them into the van.” I strolled through them, pointing my gun at the Chinese’s head. “I said drop to your knees.”

“I’m going to kill you.”

I cocked my head to the side, “Really?”

“You slutty bitch, you're dead.”

I pulled the trigger, shooting him squarely between the eyes, and his body went limp and fell to the right.

I wiped the blood off my cheek. “Does anyone else want to keep standing? Or did I just prove my point?”

The rest of the Chinese dropped to their knees. Now I just had to deal with the bikers.

I eyed the bag of cash that lay next to the dead man and leaned down. Yes, that was the money Damon was talking about.

“Abby, we need to talk,” Kim hissed over my shoulder.

“Why, things not going according to your plan?” I gave her a dry look.

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