hand, couldn’t move. I was too shocked and completely distraught. It was as if the whole scene replayed itself in slow motion as I thought back to the moment I saw their car creeping down the street, the shock I felt when their hands extended through the windows, and as I sat there, I could almost smell the scent of burning gunpowder. I tried to shake the thoughts from my head, but I couldn’t, no matter how hard I tried. I couldn’t stop thinking about the gut-wrenching sounds of the screams and the gunfire exploding around me. It was all so surreal, and I couldn’t imagine how Clay or Beckett could do something so terrible. It just didn’t make any sense.
I have no idea how long I sat there on that abandoned road, crying as I watched the flames engulf that car. Hell, I probably would’ve still been sitting there if I hadn’t heard the police sirens roaring in the distance. The last thing I wanted was to be pulled into the craziness that had unfolded before me, so I turned on my lights and started driving.
13
T-Bone
When we got to Desmond’s place, it was just like Riggs had said it would be. He was out in the yard, smoking dope with a couple of the other Genocide members, and they had no clue what was about to go down. As we pulled up to the house, I could almost feel the eagerness radiating off my brothers, and rightly so. These assholes had made the mistake of thinking that they could get the best of Satan’s Fury, and we were about to prove them wrong. Murphy looked over to me as he said, “Let’s do this shit.”
Seconds later, Murphy had pulled up to the house. Hyde and I rolled down our windows and extended our weapons, aiming directly at Desmond and the other two members. A wave of satisfaction washed over me when Desmond first noticed us pulling up to the house. His eyes grew wide with surprise as he tried to dart away, but we were too quick for him. Hyde and I started shooting, being careful not to hit any bystanders, and after only a matter of seconds, we’d annihilated them—all three of the men were dead—and there wasn’t a single ounce of me that felt bad about the fact. They’d brought it on themselves.
As soon as the deed was done, we sped off and headed to the street where we’d left the second car. Once we’d parked and everyone got out, we torched the car, making sure to erase any evidence that could cause us blowback. Even though there would be little left of it, we knew the cops would still be able to use the VIN number and license plate to trace the car back to the owner, so we left it—completely engulfed in flames—as we headed to our second location.
We hadn’t been driving long when Hyde said, “Is it just me, or do y’all wish there had been more of those motherfuckers?”
“Not alone there, brother.”
“It pisses me the fuck off how they got Gus like that.” He grumbled in frustration. “It’s like—fuck, man, don’t be a fucking pussy and go after the man when he’s getting goddamn dinner for his family. Who does that shit?”
“Cowards do that, Hyde. Fucking cowards.”
“Well, it’s only a matter of time before they see just how big they fucked up.”
“You got that right. These motherfuckers are going down. Each and every one of them,” I growled.
“Damn straight,” Murphy growled.
As we got closer to the location of the second hit, I felt a slight twinge of guilt. The club hadn’t had any trouble with the Fallen, but then I remembered that the two we were about to kill were far from good guys. Riggs had done his research and had chosen Chris Carter and Johnny Hobs, two of the Fallen’s worst, for us to take down. Carter was a known child sex offender who’d killed his entire family when a drug deal went bad. Hobs had a thing for getting high and robbing the elderly. He’d kill them in their sleep, then swipe anything valuable in their home. Add in the fact that they’d both kept their neighborhood up in arms with all their fucked-up antics, and suddenly I wasn’t feeling the slightest bit guilty as Murphy turned to me and asked, “You ready?”
“Absolutely.”
We drove by the house to make sure the two were actually outside and within range, and when we