Healing Gabe (The Last Hangman MC #3)(48)

“Those in favor of a massive shoot off. Yay or nay?” Ant asks us. The only answers we hear are yay. “Yay it is then.” He hits the gavel.

“Where are our women?” Aleck asks Sanders, looking very uneasy.

“Told you, in a motel outside of town.”

“Why won’t you tell me where?” Aleck says, clearly not happy.

“After all I’ve done for you, you still don’t trust me.” Sanders faces him off.

“It’s not that I don’t trust you, I wanna know where my woman is. Is someone staying with my daughter?”

“Someone is watching over Josie and the kids, don’t worry. Ayden and Line are with her too. They are at New Orleans Motel outside of town by the 401. Call her if you don’t believe me.” Sanders dares him to call.

“Was it so hard to f*cking say it in the first place?” Aleck glares at him.

“No, but it’s fun to rile you up and it works every time.” Sanders smirks, wrong thing to say. Aleck wipes the smirk off of Sanders’ face with one single blow to the jaw.

“Motherf*cker!” Aleck yells.

“Okay, I deserved that. How about we work together and fight later. We need to move now if we wanna take them down.” Sanders holds his hand out for Aleck to shake.

“Deal.” Aleck shakes it and I’m proud of him. He’s hot headed like me but he’s just proven that he can swallow his pride for a moment and work along with someone who just pissed him off and whose profession he despises.

We all get ready and gather everyone inside the compound, letting them know what’s going to happen and how we’re finally going to take them down. Aleck, Ant, Sanders and myself all excuse ourselves to go call our women before we head out.

I get nervous when Viv doesn’t answer on the first ring. “Hey Handsome.”

“How are you?”

“I’m alright, kinda nervous about this sudden change of location. What’s going on?”

“We’ve received some threats targeting you, Nicole and Jenny, Sanders’ wife.”

“Fuck, I didn’t expect that. What’s going to happen? How long do we have to stay here?” she asks trying to play it cool but I can tell she’s nervous.

“I don’t know Doll. Hopefully, it’ll all be over very soon. Just be careful and only trust our men and the girls, alright?”

“Okay, the cops are staying outside, Bennett and Ryan are in here with us. Please, no matter what you do, stay safe.” she says softly.

“I will, Viv. Don’t worry, I’ll be with you in no time.”

“You better be. I know you don’t do the three words thing but I do. I love you, Gabe.”

I sigh, f*ck she knows how to f*cking get to me. “I don’t, but I feel them nonetheless.”

“You do?” she asks surprised.

“Of course I do.” I smile softly.

“Thank God! Please, stay safe.”

I chuckle. “I will Doll. You too.”

“See you later.”

“Later.” I hang up, not wanting to, but knowing we have things to do.

We are on our way to the Kings’ compound, all three clubs taking a different road as to not wake any suspicions, and if they try to stop us, they only have the number to go after one club. It takes us quite some time to get to their compound. We came up with a great idea after Sanders got some new intel. Apparently, they don’t keep the women they’re holding captive at the compound, so at least only those motherf*cking Kings will be there and we won’t be killing any innocents. We don’t plan on going easy on them, it’ll be f*cking chaos. We know Jared won’t be there, but at least most of his club will be there and will be gone within a few seconds. Never liked working with cops, but this time has proven different. Sanders isn’t like the other cops, I don’t know what his story is, but he had no problem turning his back to his badge and his acceptance speech about respecting the law and shit.

After two hours we arrive at their compound. We park our bikes far enough away so they don’t hear or see us coming and quickly get into position, all three clubs surrounding them. We see movement in and around the compound, looks like we’ve been spotted, finally. Can’t wait to take some of those f*ckers down. The Angels shoot at the first couple of guys who come rushing out and we follow suit, shooting at anyone that comes out. They still outnumber us by a long shot, looks like they had some of their other charters step in, hopefully we don’t have another f*cking rat who gave them a heads up. We’re relentless and keep shooting and the noise is deafening. All of us forming an arc around them, blocking any escape route they could use.

Too soon we run out of ammunition and have to retreat and take cover to avoid their shots.

“Cover me.” Sanders yells and runs to the side of the house, behind our line. I don't know what the f*ck he’s doing but he better not get himself killed, I don’t want to be the one to tell his wife that he was shot because he decided to help us take out Kings.

After a few minutes, Sanders comes running back and motions for us to move backwards. “Get out of the f*cking way.” he yells and not ten seconds later, we hear this loud bang and watch the Kings’ compound explode, sending debris everywhere. Bodies are shredded into pieces, parts of the compound and bikes are flying everywhere. It’s f*cking chaos. Most of us had the time to jump for cover but some of us didn’t quite make it and have either been burnt or badly cut.