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This invitation permits Mark, Preston, and Mary entry into this exclusive, one-time event. There are no plus ones. If anyone other than those three invited shows up, the consequences will be immeasurable.
“Do you know where that is?” I ask.
“Yeah,” Jez replies. “It’s a pretty rundown area of town. Nothing but abandoned buildings.”
“The twenty-fourth is only a few days away,” Demon says. “Not much time to plan.”
“Wait, so we’re going?” I demand.
“Got a problem with that?” Demon snaps.
“Nope. I just want to make sure we’re prepared. And like I said, we don’t have much time.”
“If these sick fucks want a fight, we’ll give them a fight,” Jez seethes, shooting to her feet and beginning to pace. “We’re not backing down from this.”
“Of course, we’re not,” I agree, standing to wrap my arms around her before she wears a hole in the carpet.
“This is our chance,” Demon states, moving to stand behind her. “We take him out, once and for all.”
“Are you sure we have everything we need?”
I slam the trunk of my Charger as Phantom’s arms wrap around my waist, and Demon loads his saddle bags with more ammunition. We have enough firepower to take out a small country. I’m not worried about that. It’s the next part of the plan is going to be tricky.
I just hope Phantom will forgive us.
“I don’t think it’ll be a problem,” I answer, leaning into him.
Phantom spins me around, and Demon steps up behind me. I’m sandwiched between both of them and can feel the tension swirling around us. Phantom cups my cheeks, and his mouth descends on mine. Our tongues tangle together in perfect synchrony. Before I realize what’s happening, Demon flips me around and administers his own branding to my lips.
I’m lost in the lust zinging through my system, but the moment is ruined when numerous pings go off at the same time. I pull away from Demon and slide my phone out of my back pocket to read the text I knew was coming.
Unknown: Change of plans. We don’t trust you not to bring backup. Meet us at 1278 Hwy 93 S in an hour.
“What the fuck is this?” Phantom asks, disbelief lacing his tone.
“I’ll give the jackoffs this,” Demon says. “They’re not totally fucking stupid.”
Phantom angrily runs his hands through his hair. “We need to rethink this plan.”
I shake my head. “No, we end this shit today.”
“Jez,” Phantom starts. “We don’t have time to pl?—”
I slam my fist down on the top of my car. “We can do this, Phantom. Get the girls on the phone.”
Phantom taps the screen on his cell, and Diabla’s the first to answer, but is quickly followed by Jinx, Loki, and Bela.
“Are you guys almost ready?” Diabla asks.
“Change of plans,” I say harshly. “Tell me where 1278 Hwy 93 S is.”
Everyone goes silent, and all we can hear is the clinking of keyboards.
“Got it!” Jinx shouts over the line. “It looks like an old, abandoned restaurant.”
“What’s going on?” Loki asks.
“Demon, Jez, and I just got a text saying the location has been changed, and we’re to be there in an hour,” Phantom rants.