I let out a small grunt just as another fucker dropped dead on the ground from Dominic’s bullet.
The rest of the cockroaches seemed to disperse quickly after that, leaving anyone who couldn’t leave, behind.
Stupid fuckers.
Micah came up to me, reaching down and helping me stand up.
“All right?” he asked gruffly, eyeing my arm with blood dripping down.
I grunted.
This one hurt like a motherfucker.
“We have to get this checked out,” he said.
I shook my head.
“I’ll take care of it at home,” I said.
I wasn’t going to the fucking hospital for this. That would only invite more questions. Micah looked like he was going to protest, but I shook my head.
“I’m fine. It’s not the first time I’ve had to tend to myself.”
His lips pressed down in a thin line, but he didn’t say anything.
Dominic came up to us. His hair was a little messed up, and he got some dirt on his face, but otherwise, he looked unscathed. It seemed I was the only one who got hit.
“Do you recognize any of them?” he asked.
I shook my head, anger running through my veins like fire, burning me from the inside out. They shouldn’t have gotten so close to us in the first place.
And based on the crap shots fired, these sons of bitches were fucking amateurs. New to the life.
Micah kicked the foot of the unconscious man that I had tackled to the ground earlier.
“I’m sure I can find out who the fuck they are.”
I shook my head. “It doesn’t matter. We got careless, and this was the fucking price to pay. It’s probably the Mansen Brotherhood.”
“Then where the fuck are they? I don’t fucking care how big this city is, there is no way those two shitheads can hide from me,” Micah said. “Not unless they have help from some powerful people.”
I nodded. We’d always figured there were key players working with the Mansen Brotherhood. The problem was separating the corrupt ones over the ones too chicken shit to do anything.
There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that Mayor Gallagher was a part of it. He was probably the one hiding the two fuckheads. We thought Judge Hudson was too. And that could be problematic in the future for me, considering I was gonna marry his daughter.
Problematic, but not impossible.
As if Micah knew what I was thinking, he turned toward me thoughtfully before bending down and heaving the unconscious man over his shoulder.
“Don’t interrupt me for the next two days. I would like some time with my new toy. Thanks, little brother. I’ll make sure you getting shot was fucking worth it.”
Beside me, Dominic laughed. “Sadistic bastard.”
I grunted in agreement.
He was exactly that.
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