Staring at Viper as he entered Michael’s home, he saw his somewhat-friend was worried. Bain never really knew where to place Viper in his life. When they were younger Viper had given him hope when he’d been short on faith. After breaking out, they had been partners, joined together in riding the world. Over the years they’d found their way back to each other at random points. The last time, Viper had found the love of his life and left Killer of Kings. Bain had been his replacement.
Staring at Boss, he wanted to kill the man but knew he couldn’t. Something in his gut told him that whoever killed Boss would end up with a massive hit on their head. It would only be a matter of time before they were dead. “You want to tell me why the fuck you’re tailing me?” Bain asked.
“I already told you. I’m cleaning up after your mess, and, Bain, you’re making a lot of fucking mess,” Boss said. The owner of Killer of Kings looked down over Michael. “He’s not a fucking kill. Why is he dead? Why isn’t that bitch outside dead? Why wasn’t that other woman dead? I thought you were going to handle it. You haven’t done one single thing that I asked you to do. Killer of Kings is a reliable service. We have guarantees in place, which is why people pay a fucking fortune for the right to use us, and not some back-alley piece of shit.”
Bain glared at the other man. “Everything was handled. I kill who needs to be killed. That is all I do. This was something I was dealing with for Scarlett. She’s not your problem. She’s mine.”
“She’s a loose end. One you need to learn to cut the fuck off.”
Bain didn’t think about what he did next, he simply reacted. Grabbing Boss around the neck, he had him pressed against the nearest wall with a gun at his temple. “You do not get to tell me what I fucking do. Do you understand me? You will leave Scarlett out of this. She was not your concern. She will never be your concern.”
“You’re part of Killer of Kings, asshole. Everything you do is my concern. Whether you breathe, piss, fuck, take a shit, it’s all relevant to me. You gave everything up to be on my books, and that is how it’ll fucking stay.” Boss had no fear. He was calm, his confidence off the fucking charts. Bain supposed he had the muscle and skill to back it up, but right now he didn’t care.
“Bain, let him go,” Viper said.
“No. I should fucking kill him right now. End this.”
“You kill him, it will only start a war you can never win. Boss is number one. Always has been, always will be.”
“You can’t tell me that you’ve not thought about ending him. Taking him out,” Bain said.
“More times than I could count, but it’s not worth it. He’s not worth this.”
“Now you two are just breaking my fucking heart,” Boss said.
Bain stared at the devil himself. Boss could joke and make everyone think he was a sane best friend. He saw the truth. Boss was a monster. It was how he’d been able to stay on top for so long. Boss did the job no one else could.
Removing his weapon, Bain backed up, but he didn’t go far. “You will leave Scarlett alone.”
“Why is she so important to you?” Boss asked.
“Because she’s my woman. She belongs to me.”
“There are a million women out there, all with the same kind of pussy. Fuck them. Don’t fuck the woman who watched you murder those men.”
“She’s mine!” Bain yelled the word, and Viper stepped between them.
“Get them out of here,” Viper said.
Boss ordered the three men out, and Bain had no choice but to stop them. “Go out the back door. I told my woman to take off if she sees anyone else but me leave the house.”
“For fuck’s sake. Pussy whipped the lot of you. Go out the damn back,” Boss said.
Within seconds they were alone.
“What’s going on here?” Boss asked. “You’re giving me a headache.”
“I want Scarlett. I’m not negotiating that.”
“Are you telling me you’re coming out of the life?”
“No. I can’t stop what I do,” said Bain. “I need to kill.”
“And you’re not going to give her up?” Boss asked.
“I can’t.”
“She’s just a piece of pussy.”