Chapter 25

JAYSON

I spent almost all night with the guys in my office. Pouring through videos and reports. Trying to figure out how ten rogues got passed our security.

Ten rogues. Just ten left eleven injured, two severely and several traumatized.

Just ten. What's a hundred going to do?

Although we managed to kill six of them, I'm left wondering if this is still a good idea. What if the fight is worse? What if we lose?

I'm sitting in my chair behind my desk. Asking myself these questions as the guys argue about what to do.

"I say, we gather those who want to go, and search these fuckers out! Drag their asses back here and beat the fucking answers out of them!" Luke slammed his large fist on the conference table. Knocking me out of my thoughts.

I shook my head. "We have no idea where to even look, Luke."

He leaned on the conference table. "We're fucking wolves, Jay! What?! Is your fucking nose broken?!"

I stood and glared. "No, but yours is going to be if you don't fucking cool it."

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