Chapter Seven
Cort
I watch Falcon and Hade’s body cams while the city Club video shows on the screens.Web has the whole city up and we’re all on with someone. I have Major, but he’s not doing much more than showing a presence and guiding his Brothers.
Falcon is decimating the Six-Gun crew that just rode in and shows why the Enforcer gear is needed.Jordan has an Enforcer that’s down. Shot to the calf.In gear, he’d be hurting but still fighting.
Major has me call Jordan in to get Ops back up in the Club. Watching but not being able to talk to anyone must suck. Watching and playing relay for that sucks too but it’s my job today.Jordan’s IT are waiting until the dust settles but he’s an Enforcer in their Club.
I see Hade’s camera jerk and pay attention to his feed. Deacon is cornered at the end of the hall at the top of the Club, right by my old rooms. Fitting. We watch him cower trying to make himself small while he shoots at Hade. I see Hade’s arm and the shot. Deacon is no longer a problem for the Club.
My head snaps around and Raid holds his mic. “High shoulder. He’ll be sore, but it didn’t go through.”Thank fucking Christ. No casualties is always the goal. I shoot for no injuries too.
“Major, Deacon is down. The Club is yours.”
“Roger, Cort. Jordan will get this up and running. It looks like outside of the Club is clear.”
Jinx is watching as the back of the Club has Brothersshooting, surrendering and bikes rolling in between it all. He turns my way shaking his head. It’s not clear yet.
Web yells surprising me. “Raid, get Hade to the first floor. Pussy is creeping the back hall.”
Fuck! “Major, stand readied. You’ve got company coming from the hallway at the door on your right.” He looks at all the screens instead of pulling his gun. Jesus Christ.
“Now, Major!”
Hade steps in from the left just as the door on the right slams open with four consecutive shots flying before the pussy falls. I look at Raid. Major’s gun is out and arm is extended, but I know Hade took the shot.
“Clear, Cort. I need a medic for a flesh wound when the Brothers are settled.”
I shake my head. “Hade can clean and dress your wound.”
Raid tells me, “Hade to the head, Major to the chest.”
Brothers make me smile. Major is quick with the gun. I didn’t expect that. “Is that part Enforcer training?” He’s talking like he isn’t in pain, so I go with it.
“It is for us. We have some Security that take the training too. It’s a little intensive but serves us well.”
He laughs. “We want that too.”
I see Jordan come in moving quickly to Major as Hade walks in from the other side with the medic box. Jordan reaches but relaxes when he recognizes Hade. Jesus. Our gear should be recognized by them.
While Hade patches Major up, Jordan’s typing away and Major tells him about the training. I’m watching the other screens. The Ops room yells when Falcon spins while he’s shooting and takes out two Six-Guns. Fucking Brothers. As if Seren’s Krav Maga shit isn’t enough, now Falcon will be the new topic. I need to step up my game.
Jinx gets Falcon out of the mess and Badass from Michigan clear his path. Love the fucking Brotherhood.
“Jordan’s got them up, but they have no Ops Controls,” Web tells us.
Major has me looking at my screen. “We’re up, Cort.”
“Roger, Web just told us. We’ll keep clearing until your IT and Controls make it in. Hade is Control if you need him. Falcon is on his way in, he can take a Control seat too.”
He shakes his head looking at the screens. “This training will be good for us. We have Enforcer Leads that step into Control when they get older, but no Brothers that do it all.”
“Jordan does and IT too. We don’t have your numbers, Major. I’m not sure I’d change it if we did, but it started out this way out of necessity. Now it’s a way of life.”
“We’ll be honored for you to make it our way too.” Fuck that feels good.
“As am I, Brother.”