Julian appeared, a bandage around his arm. “Marcus and I will stay and start gathering. By the time Egan gets back, we can help him set it up to blow and leave.”
“Your shoulder—”
He cut me off. “Seriously, I’m fine. Once we’re done here, Sofia can check me out. The fucker might have given me a little concussion, so I owe him. I look forward to messing this place up.” His face darkened. “Then we’ll go to the other building and dismantle the shrine. Erase all traces of the men he pretended to be.”
“What about his money?” I asked. “His company?”
Julian met my eyes. “Hidden Justice will take care of it all. You are still one of us, Damien. We all are. We protect and help our own. Now go upstairs and get your girl. She needs you. She was getting agitated and saying your name.”
I kicked Andy’s foot. “Him?”
“Leave him,” Marcus growled. “The cold is good for corpses. We’ll add it to the pile before Egan lights the torch.”
In my ear, I heard a chuckle.
“Excelent,”uttered Egan. “Kaboom.”
I turned and hurried to Raven. I had a lot to say to the three men who helped me. But that would come after.
Raven took priority.