Page 84 of Sacrifice
Los Coyotes have three, maybe four.
Need to hit simultaneously, no chance for warning shots or phone calls.
"What about the drugs?" Fenrir asks from his position near the door. "Any word if they've found our stash?"
"Negative," Runes says. "Doran's shipment went out yesterday. First batch is already distributed. Whatever Los Coyotes thinks they're recovering, it's too late."
Good. One less complication.
"Gear up," Runes orders. "Whisper-quiet on the guards. Then wake the whole fucking highway."
The next thirty minutes pass in efficient preparation.
I select my weapons carefully—Glock 19 with suppressor for quiet work, tactical shotgun for room clearing, knife for... personal attention.
My wounded arm screams when I test the shotgun's weight, but I can manage.
Pain's just information. Right now it's telling me how fucking motivated I am.
"Here." Magnus appears with a modified sling. "Helps stabilize with a fucked arm. Used one in Syria after I caught shrapnel."
I let him help me adjust it.
Pride's worthless if it gets me killed.
"Thanks."
"Don't thank me. Just come back."
Rio's checking his rifle, movements automatic from years of practice. "I know you’ve got a lot of shit in this, emotionally, but we’re gonna get these fuckers." he grits.
"Thanks, brother."
"No need," he spits out. "People like this took away Flora, and tried taking away Dasha. I’ll be damned if anyone ever hurts our women again."
He immediately makes me think about her. “I’ll be back,”
I slip back to check on her one more time.
She's awake, sitting up in bed with my t-shirt hanging off one shoulder.
Hair messy, eyes alert. My warrior woman, even when she's trying not to be.
"You're leaving," she says. Not a question.
"Only for a few hours. Be back before you know it."
"Liar." She pulls me down for a kiss, fierce and desperate. "You found them, didn't you? The men from the hospital."
"Yeah."
"Good." Her eyes are hard in the darkness. "Make them pay."
"Planning on it."
"Promise me something." Her hand grips my shirt. "Come back. Whatever happens, you come back to me."
"Of course." I kiss her again, gentler this time. "Try to sleep. Soren's outside if you need anything."
