Ink: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel by Rae Lake (most inspirational books .txt) 📕

crying face over mine. He was talking to me, but it was like the world was on mute.

He put me up against the wall and went back to help Prez. Something small and blond hit my chest.

Angel.

She sat up her wet face, distorted with the pain of losing her sister. She grabbed my face. Her mouth was moving.

Vida’s screaming dulled in my ears, as the roar of the real world came barreling back.

“Inkpop? Inkpop.” She cried.

“Angel. My Angel.” I reached up and slammed the little girl to my chest as a let my sorrow overtake me, my wails joining in with everyone else's.

Vida was dead, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.

Chapter 26

The rest of the ride to our brother club in New Orleans was dark and mournful. I rode in the van with Jazmine and Keeley.

The boys had managed to find a way down the cliff and retrieved Vida’s mangled body. She deserved to be buried with her family. They wrapped her up and put her in the back of the van. Angel and Loralie rode in the car with Cherry, Ryder, and LJ. Mikki rode in the back, whimpering and crying as she laid on her dead sister's chest. I didn’t think she would make it back from this. Fuck, I didn’t know if I would.

The rest of the way there, we stayed in close formation, not letting anyone out of sight. We arrived Wednesday evening; there was no party. No excitement. We brought Archer and the rest of our brothers there up to date, and then we found open rooms, and all went to bed. Tomorrow we would worry about who we needed to kill. Today we would all just cry.

***

Early Thursday morning, we got ready. It would be at least a ten-hour journey to Florida.

“Archer, you have enough firepower for us?” Wire asked as we loaded up our supplies.

“More than enough. We set up a little surveillance down at the docks. Yang is already down at the safe house with the weapons and the rest of the tactical gear we need. What is the actual plan? Are we killing them all, or we just looking for this woman?”

“The Giles family is our number one target. Both of them need to be gone.” Wire turned and looked at me, “Anyone else we need to worry about?”

My thoughts jumped to Roth. I should kill him, but he would be the one person I would show mercy to if it came down to it. “No, the rest will try to protect them, but once those two go down, they’ll all scatter. As for shooting, if you have to shoot them fine, if not fine. There will be no one there to keep their business afloat after they are gone.”

“How many in total?” Archer’s VP Jameson asked.

“I don’t have the exact numbers, but it will be twenty to thirty with the Giles family alone. I don’t know about the other side, but if we have to take them down too, then we do.”

“It’s not that simple. We need to have correct-” Jameson was trying to prove his point.

“I don’t give a flying fuck about the correct information or how many people are going to be there or even how many times they shake their dicks after they piss. All we need to know is they all need to be dead.” Wire growled at us.

Jameson stood back, he may not be completely aware of how Wire conducted business, but he knew when the hell he needed, just to nod and follow directions.

“Don’t you have your man there on recon?” I asked Archer.

“Yeah, he’ll be there before us.”

“Then, I guess that’s when we’ll know the exact number.”

Archer’s crew were incredibly loyal to him and the patch. They all made good brothers. Today though I didn’t want a precise plan, I wanted to run in like a savage and just kill them all.

We rode for hours, Archer and Jameson joining us while we left Ryder, the women,  and children back at Archer’s compound. His legs were getting better, so they told me, but he still wasn’t a hundred percent. He’d fought tooth and nail against Wire, but in the end, he knew it was the right choice. He had no choice in the matter anyway. Wire was president, and his word was law.

We made it to the safe house late Thursday night. There were thirteen of us. Thirteen against what could turn out to be thirty or more. I knew what we were capable of. And I knew what they were capable of; I’d take this matchup any day.

Chapter 27

It was worse than we thought. Ruby and Harrington had about twenty guards with them, but the people they were delivering to were a different story. It seemed like they were running a small fucking country with the number of people they had with them.

“Wire, this shit is bombed, there is no way we’re getting through all these people. We need to do this another way,” Archer spoke into Wire's ear.

He looked over to where I was lying, trying to stay in cover. "Ink, I know I made a promise to take them out, but it's not going to happen here, not today."

Fuck that. There was no way I was going to let these fucks get away free. After they left here, there was no telling if I would ever be able to find them again. I couldn't risk it.

"No, you guys go ahead." I stood slowly, trying not to draw any attention to us. "I have to end this shit now. This isn't something I can just pick up another day. It's my only fucking shot. "

Wire stood next to me. "Bullshit, I'm not going to sit here and let you run into a suicide mission. That shit’s not going down."

"Wire, you don't fucking..."

Slow footsteps.

I swiveled and pointed my gun, but I didn’t see anything. Wire and Archer turned where I was pointing