Saving Della Ray

I spun around to RJ. I would never understand how I stopped myself from charging at him and killing him myself.

“Bone,” Snake called, his voice stern. “A favor for a favor, a life for a life. Shotgun is going to be deformed for life. The bottle caved in his entire skull before shattering and you know how thick his skull is. They let him bleed out without doing anything to save his life. It’s over for them,” he said through gritted teeth.

“And how are we going to escape after a carnage like that?” I asked. “It’s going to be big and the heat is going to be all over it.”

“No doubt we’ll be arrested for questioning, but where’s the proof? They’ll let us go and keep their eyes on us in relation to this feud. Which will then allow us to facilitate the meth transaction coming up right under their noses.”

Everything fell into place then. I stared at Snake. “This feud will be a distraction?”

“Exactly,” he said, with a cold smile.

“Cameras?” I asked.

“The street ones will pick us up as we head over. Theo?” he called out.

Out of nowhere, one of our prospects stood.

I frowned at his presence.

“He knows his way around the wires,” Snake explained.

“Not very well,” the boy who was even younger than Junho said shyly. The kid couldn’t have been more than sixteen years. “But I have checked and confirmed that there are only two cameras in our way if we take a different route, if we take highway 52, and then go through Blacktown. That way, it will be extremely difficult for us to get noticed. I would have shut it all down, but I’m not that skilled and I’m scared that if I poke around too long, we’ll be noticed.”

Snake nodded, then went into the plan. “We’re going to park in the alley on Jemdo Street. The moment we do, everyone grab your bars then drill and barricade the doors and windows. We only have a minute. Then those with the torches and gasoline you know what to do. Bone, you’re on the backdoor.” He pointed to a house plan that someone had pasted on the wall.

I went closer to study it.

“We leave in ten minutes,” Snake announced.

“The trunks have been loaded already and remember your fucking gloves,” Tyler added. “Anyone who gets into trouble will be cut down immediately, so you better watch out. After the whole place is set on fire, disperse from the house as discussed and meet at the corner of Berwyck Court. Any questions?”

There were none so all fifteen men filed out and so did I. I found Dog heading up the stairs and quickly went after him. He knew I was behind him so he went into his room.

I shut the door to face him. “We’re just going to go through with this?”

“What other choice do we have?”

“Countless people might end up dead.”

“Stop fucking whining and just fucking go through with this. It’s not rocket science,” Dog growled.

There was no getting through to him, so I turned around and stormed out of the room.

“Bone!” he called out. “Bone!”

I didn’t respond. I hurried down the stairs to join the men as they went through the walls of the back fence. Our bikes would remain parked out in front of the house, soundless and calm like the night, and for all who would ask we were home watching Sons of Anarchy.

The attack began the moment the clock struck 2am.

With everyone stationed like they should be and the needed equipment in hand, we began.

The door I was in charge of only needed a bar across it, and I had five seconds to drill it in. Others handling the bigger windows had a 3-man team. They were supposed to drill two huge bars into the wall. There was no way to do it silently and in no time, we heard sounds from the house as they began to stir. It was accompanied by hurried footsteps and panicked voices, but it was too late.

The gasoline was already poured around the house.

The men lit it up and it all went up in flames. Lit torches were busted through the windows on the top and second floors and it began to spread like a wild forest fire. I heard the roars, screams and curses of the men inside the house just before the whistle was blown for us to escape. We scattered like vermin, each man to his own escape route.

It all happened so fast, and before I knew it, I was vaulting over the back wall and running with the others to the house. It was the end and some of the men were high on an adrenalin rush. I bypassed the gathering of excited men in the basement and went straight to bed. I kept my eyes shut, but I did not dare fall into sleep.