Sleepless Nights(75)

Now they do know and they aren’t happy. They can suck a dick though. Wrath’s run this town and it’s gonna stay that way. We poured blood and sweat into this city. We take care of those who can’t take care of themselves. We give back and we have loyalty.

The mob steals girls out of their homes and sells them. The mob gets high society bitches addicted to pills and other drugs just for shits and giggles. They gun down people they don’t like in the streets, lettin’ innocent people get killed. Plus the million other horrible things they do.

Dallas welcomes us with open arms. Dallas is terrified of the mob.

I think you know where this is goin’. There’s about to be a war and we’re about to clean this city up. No more of the bullshit. We want our city to be clean and we want our city to love us. We’ll protect Dallas until the day we die out, if that ever happens.



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“Yay! Is it time for me to get out of this hole?” Talon mutters when we enter his cell. I personally don’t like Talon. I think he’s a douchebag just like his BFF. He’s too unsafe and a wildcard most of the time. We weren’t really sure he would tell Ashley the things we needed him to. But thankfully, he came through for us.

Now it’s time to get his ass out of here.

Ryan walks to the pole Talon is chained to. The Governor wanted Talon to learn a lesson. While what he did was admirable, it was also dumb as fuck. People got hurt because of what he did. While his heart was in the right place he should have thought it through more.

Ryan unchains him and Talon stands up stretchin’ his muscles. He looks up at me and I sneer. “Can I ask you a quick question?” Talon moves closer to me and I take a step back. I punched him a few times and I don’t feel like explainin’ to Ashley why I have a black eye.

“No,” I answer, stoppin’ at the wall across from the door.

“Who’s the voice of the angel?” Ryan and I both bunch up our eyebrows.

“What?” I ask on a bark. This guy has lost his mind and I really don’t want to be around him.

“The chick who’s been singing up there? Sometimes I can hear her.” Talon rubs his wrists where the cuffs rubbed his skin raw.

Ryan growls and I take a step closer. “You forget whatever you heard. She’s off limits to you. Now get the fuck outta here.”

Talon raises both eyebrows and somethin’ clicks in his eyes. “Well that explains that.” He walks as close as possible to me without touchin’, to exit the door. “I’ll be seeing you guys.” Then he takes off in the opposite direction that we came.

“There ain’t somethin’ right in that guy’s head,” I mutter as we head back up to the surface.

“Think we’ll need to keep an eye on Chutney. He’s got a thing for her voice, wouldn’t want him to see her in person.” Ryan pulls his smokes outta his back pocket and lights one up.

“Chutney has better standards than that.” I don’t smoke but I steal his smoke anyway and take a drag. Sometimes you just need to smoke a cigarette. I don’t like what came out of Ryan’s mouth. I don’t like anyone bein’ interested in my baby sister.

Pop is waitin’ for us at the door when we emerge. “It done?” he asks, watchin’ me smoke the cigarette. “What he say to you, boy?”

Ryan laughs and lights another cigarette. “Talon asked who the voice of the angel was.” Pop looks confused so Ryan explains. “He could hear Chutney singin’ down there sometimes. Wanted to know who it was.”

“Jesus Christ,” he grunts out, his face screwin’ up in disgust. “Just what we need, the Governor’s son with the hots for my baby girl. Fuck that shit.”

Ryan and I nod our heads in agreement. “I’ll talk to Bud about keepin’ an eye on her at school,” Pop mutters and then rushes off, probably to do just that.

Lola comes runnin’ up from nowhere and throws herself at Ryan. He has to take a step back on impact but luckily he keeps her from falling on her ass. “Baby, I’m fucking drunk!” she shouts and then her tongue is goin’ into his mouth.

Fuckin’ gross.

I walk away from them lookin’ for a head of long black hair and an ass that won’t quit. I find her sittin’ at a table with Charlie and his old lady. They are either talkin’ about somethin’ interestin’ or Ashley’s drunk.

When I get to the table Ashley looks up at me and I can tell from her eyes she’s sober. “You know, I thought you were full of shit but it’s nice to find out for a fact.” Then she smiles and my heart stops.