Myles’s POVThe gun in Murphy’s hand never wavered. His grin was wide with his teeth yellow in the dim rooftop light. Serena pressed against me with her nails digging into my arm as if she could hold me up through sheer will. “Look at you, Voss. The fucking Reaper of Hellfangs. Crawling in your own blood. You did all the dirty work for me. Knox? Dead. nd me?” He tapped his chest with the gun, laughing. “Still standing. Still king. My dreams, Myles. They’re all coming true tonight. I’m the top dog now. The final fucking boss.”He puffed smoke from his cigarette, letting the ash fall near my face.“You trusted me, you dumb son of a bitch. You thought I’d ever let you live after this? Hell no. This is my story. My empire. My name in fire while your body rots in the gutter.”Serena shouted through her tears.“Murphy, stop this! You’ve got what you wanted..”“Shut the fuck up, doll,” Murphy snapped, swinging the gun toward her before pointing it back at me. “You’ll get passed around when
Myles’s POVBruno and Dean had their rifles pointed at me. My shoulder burned where Knox’s bullet had torn through with blood soaking my shirt. Serena was screaming as Knox dragged her toward the exit and my whole body shook with rage, but I forced my voice steady.“You don’t have to do this,” I said, low and calm. “There’s still time to stop it. Put the guns down. Walk away and I’ll let you live.”Dean laughed so hard he almost doubled over.“You? Let us live? Fuck you, Voss. You’re not the Reaper anymore. You’re a washed-up corpse. You were the boss once, but look at you now. Shot, bleeding, begging and so pathetic.”Bruno joined in with a sick grin.“Man, I used to fear your name. Myles Voss, the Reaper of Hellfangs. Every street whispered it but now? You’re nothing. A disgrace and a dog crawling back for scraps.”Their voices echoed in my head with Reaper. Disgrace and pathetic. They thought I was finished but that was their mistake.I let them rant, waiting. Then quickly, my hand
Myles’s POV“Are you sure this is the place?” Murphy asked with his voice rough with doubt. He stood beside me with smoke curling from the cigarette between his fingers. His eyes narrowed at the half-finished story building in front of us. Concrete walls stood bare, scaffolding still clinging to the sides, windows uncut and black like empty eye sockets.“Yeah,” I said. “This is it. Hellfangs’ headquarters. They were fixing it up before everything went to shit. Before I left.”Murphy spat on the ground. “If this is some kind of setup, Voss, I’ll have your ass on my wall as a trophy.”I gave him a sharp grin. “You don’t have a wall big enough for me, Ghost.”His men chuckled low, but his glare never softened.Ajax shifted closer to me. “So what’s the plan, boss?” he asked. He was itching for it with eyes alive and knuckles tight around the grip of his rifle.I crouched low, pointing toward the building. “There are three things you need to know. One, the front entrance is a suicide.
Serena's POVFootsteps suddenly pounded closer with voices yelling and the familiar sound of metal on concrete. Men were running, clearly alarmed, and I stayed still with my chest heaving and my hand slick around the broken ceramic. The other man’s scared breathing was all I could hear for a second.“Noise in her room!” someone yelled. “She’s trying to run!”Light flooded the doorway, harshly and brightly. Men crowded in with their faces frozen when they saw me. For a second, the room went quiet but for the wet sound of him on the floor, the man I’d stabbed. He writhed, clutching his throat with eyes wide and panicked. The other man who had been with him looked stunned, like he’d been hit by ice.“What the hell?” someone hissed.Knox shoved through them with his bulk, pushing bodies aside. He froze at the door, then stared at me. My whole face, my shirt, my chest and I knew it looked terrible. I was shaking, but my voice was steady when I heard myself speak.“He deserves what he got
Serena's POVI just stared with my mind racing. The last I’d heard, his house was blown to hell, and he was public enemy number one for trying to double-cross his boss, The Ghost.“I’m still on the run,” he whispered with his voice tight with fear and urgency. “I’m looking for Naomi. Murphy… The Ghost… he took her, and he’s holding her hostage. I heard they brought you to his main place first. I had to know… is she alive? Did you see her?”I couldn’t help it. A choked, disbelieving laugh escaped my lips. “What the fuck, Damian? You haven’t heard, have you?”He looked confused. “Heard what?”“Naomi,” I said with my voice low and harsh. “She’s not who you think she is. She played you.”“What are you talking about?” he hissed with his face hardening. “She’s in danger because of me!”“Open your eyes!” I whispered back fiercely. “She’s probably working with Murphy! Murphy himself told me he used her. He said she was the one who put all those stupid, noble ideas in your head. Pushing you
Serena's POVThe sting of Knox’s hand across my face was sharp and painful. My head snapped to the side with my cheek burning, and I could already taste the tang of blood in my mouth.“You little cunning bitch!” Knox snarled with his bushy beard twitching with rage.I didn’t even try to stop the laugh that bubbled up from my throat, and it sounded wild, even to me, a little bit crazy. “You think that hurts?” I spat a gob of blood onto the filthy floor between us. “You just signed your own death warrant, you old bastard. Your end is coming.”We weren’t in the warehouse anymore. My 911 call had sent them scrambling. This new place was a dump… a small, stinking room that smelled quite badly. The walls were stained, and the only furniture was a rusty metal bed frame with a thin, dirty mattress. A single bare bulb hung from the ceiling, swinging slightly and casting jumping shadows. Outside the one grimy window, I could hear the distant sound of sirens of patrolling police cars in the d