Omarion

I could hear Largo laughing over my headset radio. I smiled.

“Bro. Look up ahead. It’s Frost himself waiting for us! At the raid location no less. Huh?!” Largo said.

“Looks like we were finally able to draw him out of hiding in the background. You know what that means?!”

“Mission accomplished!” I said feeling the full satisfaction of knowing we had played this asshole into finally coming out into the open where we could hit.

“Aw. Look at him coming to greet us. He must be fans of ours!”

I laughed as we got off our bikes the mission was done. The reat depended on whatever plans the Boss or kings had going.

< Get out of there. It’s done!> Hexi yelled over the radio.

We cut the line. We couldn’t do that we still had to keep the ice head located to location until the Boss made his move.

“Well Largo. Let’s give him a warm welcome.”