Largo

Forty minutes later we were on the road on cycles with new leather armor. What the fuck were we doing? And how the fuck did we end up here?

These were the thoughts rolling through my head as I followed Omarion his bike and finally made the last turn down the alleyway to the location we would meet up with the dude we had been ordered to act as bodyguards in the hunt/termination mission.

He got off first at the corner and walked over to store front where a sexy looking authority standing at a corner glaring at us.

“He’s inside questioning the suspect, don’t ask him nothing. Authority is giving you twenty-eight hours to complete the job. You two cowboys fuck up and get him killed then your asses are going into the pin. We on the same on zone?”

Omarion nodded. “We’re on the zone, Momma wolf and ready for action. You smell nice. You like hot sex in dark alleys.”

The authority rolled her eyes. “Get the fuck on cowboy before I take your sexy ass for a ride Down sunset and paradise.”

Omarion snorted. You are a master at knowing how to tempt a man. I’ll see again.” He said giving her a respectful bow before heading inside.

I started following him inside. I stopped once but the authority flipped me off without looking. Damn. Shot down before an attempt to draw out my best line. I sighed and followed my brother inside. I caught up with Omarion inside.

We walked into a club quietly to the sound of loud music and bodies on the floor. They all were dressed in the same variation of tea leaf green color. Green Devils pack. Hard to imagine one dude had come in looking for one dumbass jackel that had traded a youth to invader trash for some clout and ebs from trash ice King.

“What do you know about this dude?” I asked.

Omarion shook his head. “Don’t start. I know as much as you do. Ex-wardog. Ex-assassin. Solo nomad.. We do what we’re told and hopefully he doesn’t skin us up like he did these assholes. We’re almost there.”

He was leaning over a body on the floor. As he straightened up and turned to face us lighting his cig…

Terry Sergio nodded to us. “Gino sent you boys, huh?”

Omarion nodded. “We’re here to help.” He said.

Terry Sergio smiled. “Good to hear. Let’s go, boys. It’s going to be long night.”