99

99. Unleashed.

~Delmundo

Here I sat broken and in pain in a wheelchair surrounded by allies and deadly foes. I should not even be conscious right now due to the pain I was going through. However, that same pain was what kept me on edge and ready to spill blood.

The tension in the air was tightly strung and the woman who had started all these was not faring well under the circumstances. I reveled in how uneasy and out of place Lydia was. When we were together, I had come to find out that she had no experience with situations like this.

Women like Lydia were meant to be on the sidelines because I knew that she was not cut out for bloodshed. She was more of a politician than a killer. I was proud of how ready for blood my men were. I have been in countless gunfights and sustained more knife wounds than I could count.

Frank, my giant right-hand man was glaring at my ex with death in his eyes. Out of all of my men, he was the most rage-filled. Lydia's involvement with Dwayne Cage had