Dillon: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel Lake, B. (best new books to read TXT) 📖

I tell Roth and the other group to hold before they go in via text. When we finally turn the corner, I can see that all of them are ready to proceed as planned, but now we couldn’t. I drop down to the ground and literally belly crawl to the other side.

"What’s going on?" Roth asks.

"We have to make sure that we take all the security out before they get to the main office. Apparently, they have the entire building rigged with gas. They don’t want any survivors."

"Are we just going to run around shooting everyone we see?" Jameson asks.

"If they charge you shoot them, if they cower tie them to something so they don’t move." It was as simple as that, we would need to move fast.

I turn back to the group on the other side that I just came from. I try to catch Ink’s eye. He’s glaring at Roth, I guess a huge house of captives is enough to get him thinking about his time with the Harrington’s. When Ink finally sees me staring, he focuses on me.

I point to the kid and then put my fist to my heart. I want Ink to protect him. Ink nods and grabs hold of the boy pulling him closer to where he is.

Slowly and making sure we stay close to the walls, all of us walk into the back entrance of this massive building and get ready for what might be the last fight of our lives.

Dillon

We successfully surprise them, almost too successfully. The second we walk in people scream and start running. Shepard was the first to open fire, taking down 3 guards back-to-back as they tried to reach for their weapons. Jameson and his people went around using zip ties to secure anyone that Justin told them wasn't a threat. Cody and Spark rush to the main office to make sure that no one activates the gas.

"Can I play? Oh please, let me go play!" Tex rushes over to me.

"If they surrender just tie them up. If they don’t, I don’t care what you do." I didn’t have time to babysit him, that would be Joda and Shepard’s job. Tex takes off and immediately corners a man that looked like he was going to try and fight him one on one. I had to laugh at that myself. Tex wasn’t going to fight him. Tex was going to play marbles with his eyeballs.

After a minute of people running around screaming, the security finally caught on that they were under attack.

I turn to the boy who Ink had pinned against the wall with his hip while he shot anyone from where he was standing.

Justin has his hands covering his head and ears. I have to run to him straight through the line of fire. Clean and Vexx lay down cover fire so I make it through.

"Which way to the basement?" I fall to my knees and scream in the kid’s face.

"Straight down that way." He points to the left. "There is a lock on the door though. You might be able to break it. Old wood door." The boy cringes even further against the stone wall as a bullet pings off the corner of the wall.

"Clean, I’m going for Lily." I yell out, "Make sure everyone of us gets out." I look at him and he sees my meaning.

I’m on my own now. There is a chance that I don’t make it back up here to help them. It's possible that they are waiting for me downstairs to blow me away. It didn’t matter, I had to get to Lily. I pass Tex in the hall as he repeatedly slams a man’s head in a heavy sliding door. The blood of his victim splashing against the wall with every thrust like a fucking abstract painting.

I hope he took his medicine today.

I move past him and somehow make it down the hallway without any interference. They were all in the main hall either trying to run away, being tied up with their hands behind their backs or being killed by my family.

I find the door I believe the kid is talking about and with three big kicks I’m able to get it open. It’s dark and pungent, smells like years of cow shit had just been piling up down there. When I get down the stairs, I have to cover my mouth it’s so bad.

"Daddy?" a small voice says, I swing around to see where it was coming from and in the corner of a cage not more than 4 by 4 was Lily along with 5 other children. All of them crammed in there together trying to take up as little space as possible.

"Lily! Oh baby. I’m here. I’m going to get you out." I tell her and then fall to my knees to try and pull the bars open by hand.

"Please help me."

"I want my momma."

"Wanna go home."

When they realize that I wasn’t there to hurt them, but instead I was going to help, all of the children began calling out for me.

"Daddy, the key is up there." Lily points to a box on a high shelf in the room. I rush over and grab it. There is a ring of keys in it that I bring back over to Lily’s cage.

"Do you know which key it is baby?" I ask her, there are dozens of keys on here. It will take too long if I try to go through each one.

"Purple, it has a purple spot on it." She says quickly. Of course, my girl would focus on the details.

"Good girl." I mutter while I search for the key with a purple spot on it. Luckily, there are only two with a purple spot. The first one I try doesn’t work, but the second one opens the cage door easily.

All of the kids run out, but the only one I’m concerned about