Page 38 of Arranged & Unhinged
Nico’s POV
I had about twenty men with me on the perimeters of Maximo Ruiz’s mansion. Leo, standing in a group of ten with me, looking pissed, had not wanted to do this.
Leo muttered, “This is a really fucking bad idea, Nico, and you fucking know it.”
I was too pissed off and high on adrenaline to let him talk me down.
“Maximo is out meeting with Carlo Garcia across town. It would take him at least 10 to 15 minutes to get here once he knows. We should be in and out before he even gets the call. We take out the outside perimeter first, then head in.”
It had been three weeks since that bitch killed my aunt. I had to call in as many favors as I could to go in hot. I had a few men on Maximo to let me know when he was en-route back to the mansion, so we could hightail it out in time. Bet the fucker would thank me later, since he didn’t really want her anyway. Well, that’s what I heard when they got married. She killed his side piece on their wedding night and acted like she was untouchable. Bitch was crazy and stupid enough to go after my aunt, so she deserved to fuckin’ die.
As long as they didn’t know she was my aunt, they wouldn’t see me coming. Aunt Tania had hackers of her own, which was how she was able to stay under the radar for so long. She had somestrong followers too. I was actually able to tap into a few of them to come along with me.
We had made a plan prior to getting here to stand along the perimeter and take out all the outside men. That would be eight men. Plus whoever was inside with the bitch.
Maybe I could scare the fuck out of Dominic by killing this bitch? The great Nico, bastard loser, breached the number one’s house and took out his bitch! Fuck them all!
I gave the gesture to line up and be ready to shoot simultaneously. There was a gate around the mansion. A fuckin’ gate. Not a wall. A gate. Dumb fucks! Leo was next to me, keeping close, grumbling.
“Fuckin’ in and out, Leo,” I muttered. He was starting to piss me off. I could see him nod his head out of the corner of my eye.
I shouted, “Now!”
Gun fire erupted. Some bullets whizzed by, but I ignored them. If I didn’t go down, I wasn’t stopping. After only a few minutes, I heard “Clear” from one of my men.
That was a little too easy.
As if to jinx us, Leo popped off in a quiet tone, “That was a bit too easy, wasn’t it?”
I glared at him. “Shut the fuck up!”
I stood from my position and shouted, “In, now!”
One group of ten would go through the side, the other group, my group, would go through the front. I wanted front row seats. I told my men they could not kill the bitch, but if she needed backhanded or slapped around, do whatever the fuck they wanted to her. But that bitch was mine!
As soon as we started breaching the house, I heard gunfire. I didn’t recognize some of the gun noise, so that had to be Maximo’s men. Okay, so they weren’t that dumb. Only eight men outside? A handful inside with the bitch? Hopefully shedidn’t have time to sneak away or I’d cover this fuckin’ house with blood.
We were creeping in, but I kept hearing gunfire every now then.
Were the little bitches hiding?
We were in the entryway, lined up along a wall, when the man at the front poked his head around the corner and was immediately shot in the head.
Fuck!
My phone in my pocket buzzed, meaning Maximo was on his way. But I couldn’t stop. I needed to get to that bitch!
I whispered loudly, “Where is that fucking bitch? I want her fucking dead.”
Leo, who was in front of me, made a move towards the next room, so I got up to follow, slowly behind him, when a shot rang out, and landed square in the middle of his head. Leo dropped, and landed on a pile of dead men. My men.
I moved and leaned around the wall quickly, and aimed up towards where the bullet came from. That. Fucking. Bitch! She was upstairs, farthest one in a lineup with six other men, behind a waist-high wall, with guns drawn down on us. I went to fire at her, but gunfire from my left, jolted me, shaking my focus for a second. Then I heard gun fire again, and felt a slicing and burning pain in my arm.
I yelled out, “You fucking bitch!”
One of my men behind me whisper yelled, “Maximo is here. We need to get the fuck out of here, Nico. Fucking now!”
I was swearing up a storm, but began to retreat. I needed to regroup.
