Page 14 of The Fallen King

Sitting next to him, I shoulder bump him as he looks over at me.

“We will figure it out. We just need more time,” I say, trying to reassure him.

“But what if time isn’t on our side?” he asks, and I laugh.

“It never is. We can only control what we can. Otherwise, we have to let the pieces fall where they may.”

“I know, you’re right. Hopefully, we can find Spade and Ryder and figure out our next move,” he says, and I nod.

“One can only hope, right?” I smile, and he does the same. Over the next few hours, Gio sends his men out to see a few locations that the signal stays at. Until we get confirmation of their whereabouts, we go through the shed and bring out all the weapons and ammo we have in there. Not knowing who we are dealing with is troublesome, but I'd rather be prepared than not.

Walking over to Mav, I sit next to him as he continues to watch the screen, waiting for the signal to finally stop.

“You need anything, kid?” I ask, but he shakes his head, lifting his energy drink, never moving his eyes from the screen. There’s not much else we can do other than wait. I’m sure Jade woke up to my bullshit note by now and is ready to put my head on a spit. I fucking hate leaving, but I vowed to protect myfamily, including Spade and Ryder, so she can be pissed all she wants. Gio walks over and smirks at me.

“Your wife is angry and worried. Rafe told her we are out scouring the towns, which isn’t a total lie, but she’s big mad,” he tells me, and I shove my face in my hands. I can only imagine how she feels. I keep hurting her, and when she finds out the truth, she’s really never going to forgive me. However, I don't blame her. I deserve it. I’ll take whatever punishment she gives me if it means I get back in her good graces.

“Hopefully we find them soon, and she will relax a bit,” I say, and he laughs.

“You know your wife. She won’t rest until everyone is safe. Be grateful she’s not here barking orders at us,” he says, and now it’s my turn to laugh.

“You’re right.” I say as an alarm sound blares through the computer's speakers.

“Fuck yea!” Mav shouts, fist bumping into the air. “I think I found them,” he says, tapping his fingers like a madman against the keyboard. “Come on, you motherfucker. Ten more seconds,” he says as we all surround the screen, watching the timer drop as the signal stays completely still. I hold my breath, praying it doesn’t bounce. “Five more seconds. Come on, baby. Don’t do me dirty,” he sweet talks the screen. I can’t help but smile at his enthusiasm as the signal never moves. “Fuck yea. They are at a warehouse on the other side of town. Here’s the address,” he says, jotting down the address. My eyes widen along with Gio’s at the piece of paper.

“No fucking way.” I say, and Gio shakes his head. “This whole fucking time. How did no one check there?”

"I sent a few people to check there, and they reported that it was locked up tight," he says, and I shake my head.

“Alright, let’s suit up and head out,” I order as everyone moves fast around the room, grabbing as many weapons andammo as they can. “Mav, link up into the property. There are cameras everywhere. We need to know who is on the ground guarding it,” I command, and he nods, doing his thing quickly. Turning to Kane, he smiles as he riddles his body with weapons. This man loves to fight and kill. It’s probably why we get along so well.

An hour later, we are ready to go. Kane has the men lined up, waiting for orders. Standing in front of them, I look at each one of them and give them the orders.

“I want three teams of six. Team A goes in the back. Make sure to take the cutters for the chain-link fence. Team B, you take the front and cover Team C, which will be with me. Everyone is to wear their earpiece, and you shoot to kill. No one gets to live,” I command, and they all nod. “Alright, let’s go kill some motherfuckers,” I holler, and they all move out as Kane directs which team goes into which vehicles. I climb into Kane’s G-Wagon with Gio, Mav, and three of Kane’s men.

“You ready, D?” Kane asks, and I smile sinisterly.

“Roll out!” I shout, sticking my finger out of the window and whirling it in the wind, signaling everyone to move.

It doesn’t take long to get to Spade’s warehouse on the other side of town. Mav was able to get into the cameras and watched men come and go on the ride over. We definitely have more manpower, but I need his thermal camera to tell me how many are inside and we can’t do that without being close enough for him to send his drone over the roof, which will also give us eyes in the sky. Jade would’ve loved to be a part of this, especially if she got to use her sniper rifle.

“Send team A around the back. Mav, let the drone loose. Team B, you’re on standby, only move on my signal,” I command as everyone gets into place. We park down the road in the parking lot of another abandoned warehouse that will be ours soon. We want to own this entire area and have already startedthe paperwork. I may have had a different identity, but I’m still working remotely to make sure we have legal businesses, amongst other things, in place in case we need to run for a bit.

“Sir. We got three armed men in the back, blocking the double doors. Two on the sides of the warehouse and four on each corner of the gates,” Rome says into my earpiece.

“Stay still until I give the go ahead. Just focus on them. Light on your toes, breathe through your nose,” I order, making me think of Jameson. He always knew how to be stealthy and undetectable.

“Alright, sending Lucille out into the wild,” Mav says from behind me as he drives his drone along the treeline as we watch through his computer screen.

“Holy shit, Lad. That's really cool,” Kane says excitedly as his leg bounces. He’s antsy as fuck, ready to take down these pricks.

“Right, she’s the only other woman in my life that I love,” he purrs as we all laugh at him. “Alright, see all that red and orange. That’s hot spots. It looks like there are only five people inside. Two of which look to be laying on something with three others in the room.

“Okay, you are our eyes and ears while we are in there. You got it?” I say, and he nods. “Team A, make some noise. Team B, on standby. We are heading your way. Watch our six,” I command as we file out of the G-Wagon, leaving Mav to watch us. We jog along the treeline as shots ring out.

“The ones in the front are moving to the back. It’s go time,” Mav says in my ear.

“Team B. Let's do it. Give us a clean path.” I command as Kane whoops, with his gun raised, ready to shoot. More gunfire rings out around us as we approach the front gate that is now open for us.

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