_ChapterO4

`Shane POV_

I parked the car in front of our apartment honked the horn, waiting for Luca to come out. I stared into the rear view mirror to find a dark red mark at the base of my throat and frowned, it was too fucken visible.

Well at least Luca owed me 500 now which could replace quite a few white dress shirts.

The raven haired man jogged out and jumped in, glancing at me and taking in my outfit before groaning,

“I owe you don’t I?” he asked

I smirked,

“Damn right you do”

“Was she at least any good?” Luca raised a brow, slapping the money into my open palm.

“Fucken great, died and went to heaven” I rolled my eyes.

That was the end of our conversation as the rest of the ride was spent in silence, though not uncomfortable.

Another 10 minutes later we stepped out of the car and knocked on the large wooden door when one of our people opened up and let us in.

“McCutcheon, Kaye” he nodded respectfully.

“Loosen up” I said whilst passing him.

`Normal POV_

Shane walked into the large dining room where Leo was sitting at the end of the table, sipping on his morning coffee.

The two joined the man as a maid came out with two more freshly made coffees, extra strong for Shane.

“Thanks”

“I want you two to be in charge tonight with the dealing with Chris. I’ve had someone check him up and I don’t like what I’ve heard. I want the guns and if he won’t give em, you know what to do don’t you?”

“You got it” Luca smirked.

Shane finished the coffee and slid it back onto the table as she pushed herself of the chair, grinning.

“He’s a dead man”

“Thanks you boys” he lifted the newspaper up and began reading as the two left in silence.

He oddly trusted the two, enough to bring Shane up to be the second in command only after 2 years they had met. Shane had limped back to this very house he was sitting in, blood crusted to her face and body after having their enemy carve words of hatred on her, still willing to serve him.