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Revenge (The Skulls #8) Page 75
Author: Sam Crescent

“You’re going to stay with Lex, right?” Devil asked, trying to distract her.

“Yes.”

“When we’re done today I want to pick Lexie up so we can get on the road. Make sure she packs. I don’t care what you do, but make sure she has enough for a few days. I called Tiny. He’s pulled the wedding to the day after tomorrow. Gonzalez should be making his way out of town today.” Devil had plenty of plans, not all of them including the other club. He wasn’t bluffing when it came to The Skulls. When Gonzalez was dead, they were over as a family.

“I’ll make sure she packs and has everything with her. Do you want me to pack for the kids?” Phoebe released Vincent, wiping the tears from her face as she did.

This was the point he was undecided. If Gonzalez knew them like he made out then he knew Devil wouldn’t leave his kids behind for a family event. To the outside world, this wedding was a family event.

“Yes, pack the kids.” They were not getting near the town hall, but whoever was watching them would see that he had every intention of participating.

“She’s not going to like it, Devil. Lexie’s not going to want the kids involved in all of this.”

He ran a hand through his hair. “Tell her to trust me. I know what I’m doing, and plans are already in motion to make it all work.” It wasn’t a lie, or at least as far as he was aware, it wasn’t a lie.

“Okay, I’ll tell her.” Phoebe returned her gaze to Vincent. “Be careful.”

Devil watched as Vincent reached out, sinking his fingers into Phoebe’s hair. “I’m always careful.”

Feeling like a voyeur to the kiss, Devil turned away to give the couple their moment. Phoebe moaned, and seconds later Vincent cleared his throat. Together they made their way downstairs. He heard Phoebe quietly close the door.

“If you don’t want to do this then you can change places with someone else. I’m not forcing men to do this,” Devil said. He liked Phoebe and Vincent, always had, and the thought of separating the two love-birds filled him with regret.

“No, I need to do this. I’ve seen what Gonzalez has done to us. I don’t want to walk away unless I know Gonzalez is not f**king breathing.” The determination in Vincent relieved Devil a little.

“Okay. We can do this, and we’ll be back to our women in no time.” Devil walked downstairs to find his men waiting for him.

“I hope you know what you’re doing,” Vincent said. “If not, you’re going to get us all killed.”

“I know what I’m doing.” Devil nodded to all of the men. He wasn’t going to risk talking to them. If Lexie rushed downstairs begging him not to go then he’d give in. This had to be done, and he had to trust Phoebe to do as he asked.

They all left the clubhouse, climbing on their bikes.

Taking one last look behind him, Devil knew after today nothing was ever going to be the same again.

The sound of the engines filled the air. One by one they filed out of the compound heading toward Jerry’s house. He made sure all the men knew where they were going to go first. Several feet from Jerry’s house, Devil stopped, parking his bike. Climbing off, he made his way toward Jerry’s front door. When he was covered by plenty of trees and shade, he drew his gun.

Knocking on the door, Devil waited.

Seconds later a woman opened the door. She sported a black eye, and the shirt she wore was covered in blood. Grabbing her arm, Devil spun her so that her back was pressed to his front. “Don’t make a f**king sound and you’ll live.”

She nodded. Pushing her toward the men, he saw them all preparing her down the line. Someone would take her to a safe house and join them shortly.

Going through the door, Devil took his time entering the house. Jerry’s place smelled of pot, sex, and death. Passing one of the rooms, he saw a woman with bruises around her neck lying on the floor. The stench of death was foulest in that room.

“Bitch, who was at the door?” A man yelled from the direction of the kitchen.

Devil signaled to the men that shit was about to get ugly. He hoped they had the surprise factor about them.

“Bitch, you better f**king answer me.”

Staying still, Devil raised his gun, ready to fire.

“Bitch!”

The man appeared out of the kitchen door, looking ready to commit murder. Devil didn’t give him chance to get away. He fired his weapon. He didn’t have a silencer on the gun, and within seconds they had at least three other men on their ass. Charging for the man in the kitchen, Devil smashed the man’s face against the counter.

“Make sure they don’t make a call,” Devil said, yelling the words for his men to hear. Wrapping a towel around the man’s throat, Devil put all of his weight behind it, cutting off the man’s air. He held tightly, refusing to back down.

When the man made no move to fight, Devil released him. Touching his pulse, he found he was dead.

“Devil, we’re all okay. They were too high on f**king drugs to get a clear shot off,” Pussy said.

“I’ve sent a couple of girls off with Butler. The others are dead,” Death said.

Looking around the kitchen, Devil shook his head. “Yeah, they’ve used Jerry’s place as their own little sex and drug den.”

He left the kitchen and found his men waiting in the center of the main hall.

“I didn’t have to leave this spot,” Snake said. “This is shit.”

“They’re hitting the strip club,” Vincent said. “I got kicked out a few weeks ago, and I’ve not been allowed back in since. They’ve got hookups all over the place.”

“Why wasn’t I told?” Devil asked, angry that he’d truly lost shit in his own town.

“You were in Fort Wills, and we were making drops left, right, and center,” Vincent said. “We’ve got shit loads to deal with.”

Devil shook his head. He’d f**ked up.

“Then we weed them out one by one. I don’t want any memory of Gonzalez in this town.”

Dialing Tiny’s number, Devil waited for the man to answer.

“We’re all set for tomorrow,” Tiny said.

“Good. I want Whizz to get online and get me information on all of Gonzalez’s businesses in Piston County. I don’t care what it takes or what it costs. That f**ker is being wiped from my town today.”

He heard Tiny shout the order.

“Butch has been in touch with Gonzalez. He’s on his way to town.”

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