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Prologue

“How many?” Creed asked

“There are a hundred in each crate, twelve crates in total”

Creed nodded toward one of his men, who moved forward to open a crate

There was a touch of unease he was feeling, bringing his instincts to alert Ice sat, watching the deal go down between the two ars So at the train depot was dark, which wasn’t as grating on his nerves Several of hissure the transaction went down safely for both of the dealers

He turned his head, seeing Jackal changing positions His enforcer felt it, too Ice’s hand went behind his back to where he kept his gun hidden by his leather vest, which bore the name of the motorcycle club he ruled with an iron fist

The Predators owned Queen City There wasn’t a deal that went down they didn’t okay and get their share of the profits fro back at his clubhouse in bed with a woman and a bottle of tequila

A flicker of e crate Ice’s sharp gaze caught it again at the same time as one of Creed’s men looked nervously over his shoulder

“Fuck!” Ice said under his breath With a wave of his hand, Ice gave his order The ot company”

The e building Ice didn’t try to run; he stepped forhen Creed ran by hi hi Creed to escape into the darkness The cop fell to his knees

“Drop your weapon! Now!”

Ice dropped his gun He hadn’tstupid, but he wasn’t going to go down like a pussy, either

Utilizing a tactic he had used during his football days, he lowered his shoulders and barreled into the three cops heading toward hi to buy tiet away The more it took to keep him restrained, the less there were to chase after the ones fleeing