Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
“There are some things you need to know. I’m walking in blind. The old president pissed off the wrong people. As a result, we sent him on a permanent vacation—if you get what I’m saying.”
“I do,” I mutter. I can imagine the specifics. Pig farms have long been a favorite to get rid of bodies in that area. Not in Florida, though. We don’t have many of those farms—if any. We either mix up our own concoction or we feed them to gators. Both are relatively effective.
“That means I’m taking over with most of the men there, against me. Have no doubt, it will be a fight. There is also some trouble with the Levkin brothers. Do you know who they are?”
“Bratva.”
“Got it in one. My cousin might be right about you. I’m heading out there next week. I’d like you there with me. It’d be good to have someone take my back. I’m pretty sure I’m going to walk into a den of vipers. I’d prefer not to have my pants down when I do.”
“I’ll head down now. Do some intel on the club. I’ll be in touch with my hotel information.”
E-Z lets out a long, loud whistle. “I think I’m going to like you, Ghost. Talk soon.”
“Soon,” I mutter, hanging up and staring at my phone. The decision is made. There’s no going back. I should feel regret, I suppose, but I don’t. Not really. I’m going to miss my brothers and Drew—I’ll definitely miss her. Yet, the truth is, this is not my home any longer. There’s too much water under the bridge. Maybe it’s weak, but I don’t really want to run into Millie any longer either.
Moving is the best option for me. It’s what I want. I’ll carve a life for myself in Arizona. It will be a new life and one where I’m not haunted by past mistakes and regrets. That’s what I want. Drew and the others will just have to understand.
This is for the best.
Prologue
Lennox
I stare straight in front of me. I concentrate so hard my vision blurs. It has been months, but I still can’t believe Teddy is dead. He was all I had in this world, and in a lot of ways, the last vestige of my humanity. He was everything good in my life—full of laughter and light.
My baby brother and my complete opposite.
Darkness and death. That is what I am, what my part-time father raised me to be. But Teddy, he was different. I protected him, got him away from the family. I put him in an expensive ass boarding school and made sure no one could find him.
At least that’s what I thought. Taking that job for the Bratva bit me in the ass. Sure, I uncovered a plot against Ivan and two of his brothers. I got paid a hell of a lot of money to do it—enough to set me and Teddy up for life. It was my ticket out and away from my father. Then, the fucking Phoenix Warriors MC club president, Bones, discovered what I was really doing. He had my brother shot and made sure I watched it. He also shot me, doing it while laughing about how it was his last order approved by my dear old dad.
Lucky for me, Bones fucked up often. He didn’t make sure I was dead. Hell, part of me wanted to die, and yet, I lived. My brother died, though. It's not right. I’ve wished a million times to change places with Teddy, but just like everything else in my life, wishes are useless.
I pick of blade of grass from the ground, for no other reason than to have something to do with my hands.
“I’m sorry, Teddy. The only thing I wanted was to get us both away from our piece of shit father. I let you down. If it wasn’t for me, you’d still be here.” I reach out and flatten my hand against the cold, solid stone of Teddy’s headstone.
“I will avenge you. I promise, Teddy. Our so-called father and every single member of that club will die by my hand for taking you from me. I don’t care if they were involved or not. I will wipe the club off the face of the earth, and I won’t rest until it’s done.”
I stay, leaning at my brother’s headstone for a while longer. Closing my eyes, I center my thoughts. There is so much anger and hate boiling inside, it threatens to consume me. Once I get control of my swirling emotions, I stand up. My life now has one purpose.
Revenge.
My father trained me to be a killer. From this day forward, I will be even more deadly than before. Now, I have a mission. I won’t rest until it is complete. I’ll kill them all, including my father. He wanted me to be just like him. Soon, he’ll learn he succeeded—except I’m deadlier than he ever dreamed of being.