I inhale and let it out, understanding that that is the final leg of my apology tour. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. It was silly, however it wasn’t some cocky shit,” I attempt to clarify.
Holden snorts.
Saint shakes his head.
“For actual,” I say, clearing my throat to cowl up my embarrassment. “I really feel accountable for all of the shit that’s taking place, and I assumed I ought to handle it alone. Like I stated, I do know it was silly, and I’m able to make up for it.”
“How?” The query isn’t sudden, however the truth that Cruz does the asking takes me without warning.
I flash a smile as a result of I do have solutions. And a plan. After hours of going by all the knowledge Ma had gathered on Trey and the Cranium Crushers, I’ve all the things I have to obliterate these assholes.
“The Cranium Crushers aren’t well-known, however they’re profitable. They make a shit-ton of cash, principally trafficking and coke. However additionally they run an extortion racket, and so they do moist work from jobs on the darkish internet.”
Slayer lets out a low whistle and shakes his head. “Shit.”
“Yep. Additionally they have enterprise with weapons, plus two official auto restoration retailers.”
Dad nods. “Okay. We all know what they’ve, so we all know the place to harm them. Query is, how do you need to do it?”
I do know it is a check. Dad desires to ensure I didn’t simply hear his phrases however that I took them to coronary heart. “I need to begin a marketing campaign of holy fucking terror, beginning with draining these three crypto accounts.”
Wheeler frowns on the sheet of paper I slide throughout the desk. “Why waste our time for 100 and fifty bucks?”
I smile. “100 and fifty Bitcoin is over ten million {dollars}.”
“Dayummm,” Cruz mutters beneath his breath.
“Yeah. We drain these and even the MC financial institution accounts, if we are able to. After which we kill each final a type of fucks, absorbing the companies we are able to use and torch the remaining.”
Laughter erupts across the desk, and I resist the urge to scowl or pout. I’m not a child anymore. I’m not simply wounded by phrases or laughter, so I let my lips tip right into a lopsided smile and meet the gaze of every of my brothers head-on.
“Any individual’s feeling slightly bloodthirsty,” Wheeler jokes.
I shrug. “Rattling straight I’m. They busted up Ivy and Sage’s home, attacked Ivy on the freeway, and shot Grey. Who is aware of what the fuck they’ll do subsequent?” I have a look at my Dad. “The one request I’ve is that I get to kill Trey.”
Dad nods. “Then let’s put it to a vote.”
I’m holding my breath and clenching my fists beneath the desk as every member casts his vote. I believe everyone seems to be on board, however the vote is the place the reality all the time comes out. One after the other, my brothers every put their assist behind my plan till the vote is unanimous. Stress leaves my physique with a sigh of aid when the vote ends.
“The Cranium Crushers received’t be an issue after tonight. Peaches will handle the cash, and we’ll meet again right here in a single hour. Go kiss your girls and your children and are available again able to kick some fucking ass.”
The power buzzing contained in the Sin Room is palpable, and I smile. That is taking place. My plan is being put into motion, and apart from the anticipated questions, no one doubts me. Nobody doubts my abilities.
Since I already kissed my lady, I resolve to verify on Grey over at Slayer’s place. I don’t even faux to be stunned that Sage is there with him or that she leaves to provide us privateness. “How’s it going?”
“High quality.” Grey smiles. “Nova says it’s gonna be a number of weeks earlier than this shoulder comes near being healed. How’d the vote go?”
“We depart in an hour.”
Shock flashes in his eyes. “Good. Dad voted for me. I advised him I’m on board with no matter removes these assholes for good.”
“That’s the plan. My plan, truly.”
“Inform me.” These phrases are precisely what he used to say once I would inform him all about my massive plans once I was Prez.
So, I give him a rundown of the plan. “Would you continue to vote the identical in case you heard it?”
“Fuck, yeah. You might be one devious motherfucker, Stone. I’m glad you’re on my staff.”
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