Wrong Place ?

Chapter 27

I gave him my full attention. Carter is a slimy piece of work and this time he is going too far and too fast.

"Where are the five guys?"

"Conference room, Nicholas called a meeting." I nodded and we ascended the stairs, talking about the events that were happening to us.

When I arrived the boys stood up, sign of respect and I sat down next to Nicholas at the head of the table. He nodded his head and the boys sat down.

"Lobos, we've tiptoe'd around Carter way too much, we have to take him out." Zack spoke up. And the rest of the guys agreed.

"I know gentlemen. And we will all in due time." I replied.

"So, what do we do boss? Wait till he finishes all of us off? All in due time?" One of the men, who spotted a busted lip, and had a blade scar on his left cheek, very tall and buffy, mocked me.

"I dare you to use that tone again, and Carter will not be the end of you." That shut him up faster than he blinked.

"He is targeting my men to get to me, and we are going to do the same, but not alone." I spoke up,  Nicholas knew why I didn't want to kill Carter, I want Ruiz to finish him off for me.

"We have to be smart about this. We don't just go with guns blazing, let's not act like we weren't watching him as well." Nicholas spoke up. "Lobos and I have been studying that mofo and we got a good thing going on. We will act when he least expect us to. Right now he wants us to act, he is ready for us, but we won't do anything, unless you guys are ready to die."

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm not ready to die just yet, not before I teach that fool a lesson." I spoke right after Nick.

The meeting went off pleasantly and we came up with plans to eliminate our enemy.

"Meeting is adjourned gentlemen." Nicholas dismissed the team.

Only Zack, Rio, Nick and I remained.

"Carter is not our only problem." Rio pulled out his phone.

"Your father hijacked one of the Bavaria trucks, heading to the Russians." He showed me an sms coming from the team at the club.

I clenched my jaw. Power came with more problems I swear to God!

"We lost a whole truck of drugs and don't think Mr Ivan Sokolov is not pissed." Rio put back his phone in his jean pocket.

Nicholas stood up and kicked one of the chairs. He too was mad. Stefano Baria is a curse, a moron and I despise the hell out of him.

"I'm going to get my drugs back." Nicholas said, pointing a finger in Rio's direction. "Every single dust of it!"

"And I'm coming with you." I said.

"Me too. You guys need back up." Zack offered and Rio agreed as well. They asked ten more of the guys to accompany us and we headed to Stefano's warehouse.

We got there and our truck was in the yard, opened and empty.

I had two guns on my body, twelve guys and Nicholas, all armed. What we were doing was such a risk, but what I know is that my father expected me to come to his house, and that's how I played it.

I called him, cursed him out and told him I'm on my fucking way he better get my drugs in order.

The warehouse was well protected but it was easy for us to get in. I was still that fucker's so called son, I used that ticket and his men only realized late that I had not come with good intentions.

We took most of the guys out and six of my guys went searching for the drugs.

Nicholas and I were left with four guys just outside the building.

All six of us were out of bullets and that only left our fits, legs and the knives Nick and I were carrying.

We fought. We fought hard.

I had one guy's arm twisted around his back, and I quickly reached for my knife and slit his throat letting him fall to the ground and I soon followed.

The other guy jumped on me and kicked my head like crazy. The knife I had fell further from me and I couldn't reach it.

I pushed him, and slowly rose up to my feet but he was too quick for me.

He kicked me on my stomach and fell to again to the ground. From a distance I could hear Nick and the other guy wrestle.

The guy fighting me straddled me and tried to rearrange my face. I blocked most of his blows and when he least expected it, I snatched out his eye. He screamed like a fucking banshee and his blood spilled on me, tainting my white shirt. The other guy's blood also spilled on me, including my own.

As he was busy screaming like crazy, I reached for my knife and slashed one of the guys beating up Nicholas. He dropped dead.

The last one of them reached for my knife and it fell. He threw a hot punch to my face and I felt like my teeth would be knocked out. He picked the knife and tried slashing my stomach but he just ripped my suit jacked off, and my shirt just a little.

I'm not dying today.

Just as I was least expecting it a bullet passed through between his eyes finishing him off. I was shocked! That bullet could of hit me.

I turned around to find Rio holding his snipper.

"Thanks bro." I grinned at him. I knew he was well trained when it came to guns.

"Did you guys find the package?" Nicholas asked, out of breath, we were both out of breath and very much bloody and bruised!

Soon the other guys pulled up, eleven of them if I include Rio. All of them looked like they fought a good fight.

"Where's the other guy?" I asked, hell I didn't even know his name, all I knew is that my men were supposed to be ten, add Rio and Zack that's tweleve.

"We lost him." One of the guys replied nonchalantly. I grimaced. That wasn't the plan.

"SHIT!" I cursed aloud, balling my fist and biting it, and wincing at the same time. I  forgot I was in a damn fight! The adrenaline was starting to wear off.

"Let's go, one of the fuckers called for back up." The other guy, very, very buff spoke up. And we all agreed. "And the merchandise  isn't here. This was all for bloody nothing!"

We all cursed and shit and ended up leaving before we actually get killed.

I went to the warehouse to pick up my car and I drove back to my house. I was driving so slow, I was major in pain but I had to endure just to arrive safely.

When I arrived the guards at the first gate were shocked to see me like that, but they knew I played a dangerous life game. I proceeded to my yard and again my security too were shocked.

I threw the car keys at one of the night guards and walked into the house.

Joe and Leslie were in the house, guarding it. Joe was bored so I decided to get him a mate.

"Boss." They acknowledged me. I nodded and walked up the stairs, ever so slowly. The adrenaline had worn off, and I was just in too much pain.

"Oh my God!" Aunt Charlotte was standing at the top of the stairs, a coffee mug in her hands. "What happened to you kitten?" She asked her eyes wide open. Just as she asked that Kimberly descended from the third floor in her sleep wear. This should be great!

"Oh my God! Lobos!" She rushed down to where I was standing. "What happened to you?" She asked looking all over my face, holding it in her delicate hands.

"I got mugged." That was my curt reply.

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You guys? I don't know about you but I so enjoy writing this story. I even dream of next chapters!! It's that crazy!!

Anyway I hope y'all enjoy reading it :)

I love writing in Miguel's point of view, I don't know, what you guys like?

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