Page 53 of Bully's Darkness
I shrug. “Maybe they could only get two lorries through without raising questions. Either way, their place in Colwick is away from prying eyes. I expect they’ll split the shipment and have smaller vehicles collect overnight.” I take a breath. “But that doesn’t matter, cos we’ll be cutting off their supply. I want them dead before their boots hit the ground.”
Mad Dog grins, eyes lighting up. “Thought we were waiting.”
“Wewere,” I snap, “until they started playing dirty. Now, I want them to realise who the fuck they’ve messed with. No more warning shots. The war has started, and I won’t rest until I’ve wiped them out.”
Taz shifts in his seat, arms folded. “You think they’ll use Liv some more?”
My jaw flexes as that knot in my chest twists. “Him sending the video was only the start.”
“Then we take the fight to them,” Boss mutters.
“No.” I grab the map off the table, scrunching it. “Wecripplethem. Burn their supply. Cut their legs out before they can run.”
I lay out another map, this one showing the industrial estate. “Two entry points here. Only one CCTV blind spot. We roll in heavy, three cars, five riders. No colours. No mercy.”
“Shoot first?” Ragnar asks.
“Don’t stop shooting,” I growl. “We leave no bodies to identify. Strip the patches. Burn the gear. Make it look like a deal gone wrong.”
Mad Dog’s practically vibrating. “What about the product?”
“We torch it.”
A beat of silence follows. Taz frowns. “You sure, Pres? We can move it quickly.”
“I don’t give a fuck about cash. This is about sending a message.” My voice drops low. “Dagger thinks I’m off my game. Thinks I’m distracted. So, let’s show him what I look like when I’ve got nothing left to lose.”
Chapter Fifteen
Olivia
I open my new phone and turn it on. Bria watches me through intrigued eyes as I slot the new SIM card in. “Tell me again,” she pushes, crossing her legs and sitting straighter.
I sigh. “I just needed to hear it from his mouth.”
“And he said we’re safe?” she clarifies.
“Yes,” I mutter, the half lie almost choking me. “So, we can relax. Maybe just keep your eyes peeled for the Bastards.”
“I find it weird Bully hasn’t come looking, don’t you?”
I shrug, avoiding her eyes. The truth is, I find his silence worrying. “He’s got the message. I couldn’t have said it clearer.”
“And you’re really done with him?”
“Yes,” I hiss.
“It doesn’t feel like it.”
I glance up to find her still watching me. “What do you mean?”
“You and Bully are addicted to each other. Fucking. Fighting. It’s become a game.”
Her words spark something, something from last night with Dagger, and I sit straighter. “None of this is a game,” I snap. “Yet the men seem to think so. And I was never any good at playing games, especially when I didn’t know the rules. So, we’re making up our own rules now. Fuck Dagger and fuck Bully.”
“Are you going back to work?” she asks.
I nod. “It’s why I need my phone, so we can keep checking in.”
