Page 28 of Law Maker

Lawless left that kind of cloying dependency far in the past. And couldn’t figure a day when he’d put his neck in a noose that tight where he gave that much of a fuck about anyone else.

Feeling hungry, he shrugged. “Sure, bodyguard, I could eat.”

He ate that night and he played chess with Bane, Snake’s youngest kid.

All in all, his night didn’t suck.

He didn’t know at the time he’d been recruited into another family.

Even Lawless had his dumb moments.

EIGHT

“Proceed with submission.” - Lawless

His life changed irrevocably in one night.

If Lawless had second sight and knew beforehand how different his skin would hang off his bones on the night his club raided another, he would have stayed home with a bucket of chicken to watch reruns of the Golden Girls.

The Raging Rebel’s raid and ultimate demise was a blast. He was the world’s greatest enforcer up in that shithole, popping those dickheads off one by one.

The day started as any other.

Until he received a text on his new number from Benz.

It was an innocuous message to let Lawless know that his ex-lover still had him on his radar. Lawless had no shits to give about that.

He didn’t go about hiding his identity or location even though he knew Benz hated to lose. He’d taken Lawless leaving as a kick to his nuts.

Jay Benz would do what he needed to do. He didn’t care and he didn’t reply. He did do a fast hack to find out where Benz was and discovered he’d made his base not in Chicago any longer, but New York.

The crime boss was going up in the world, playing with the bigger boys. He wondered how he was fitting in with the three factions of Italian mafia who had the run of the city. The Bianchi family especially hated to share.

But Benz was in Lawless’ rear-view so he didn’t give him too much focus.

The raid was right up his alley. Covert and violent, fuckingfun. He sharpened his knives for hours, juiced to get going.

He was irritated by Hades like every other member around the church table. For Lawless it wasn’t personal. Did he get a kick out of playing that moron at his own games? Fucking sure. Lawless liked winning.

No one felt an ounce of guilt for the despicable violence they meticulously planned out.

A stand up night he couldn’t wait for.

Until two chicks got in the way and made Rider all squirrely.

Of course, Lawless stepped in and dragged one of them out. Because he didn’t fancy spending life in jail because two bitches didn’t know how to run for the exit without someone holding their hand.

He didn’t hate women, far from it.

Okay, his momma was an exception.Is there dinner tonight, momma?

But he had good times with a lot of them.

Some were better fish than others, but what you gonna do.

No one knew how produce tasted at the checkout, only knew that when you got it home.

The two chicks they brought out of theRebelsburning camp were game changers.

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