Guns Blazing

Killian

Lights, music, and rowdy voices from Andre’s cabin echoed through the dark forest all the way to where we were parked half a mile down the road.

“The paranoid bastard probably has guards everywhere,” Caterina said from the passenger seat. “We’ll need to sneak in there on foot. To reiterate, you all want to bust through the door, bullets flying?”

All five of the men in our vehicle concurred, “Yes.”

Caterina shook her head slowly, then continued, “Fine. We’ll go through the front door. Generally, there are at least ten of his biggest, most bloodthirsty guys on the perimeter as guards. Surrounding him personally are only five; they’re more brains than brawn but no less dirty. Everyone else is partygoers. Wives and sidepieces aren’t allowed, but they might have other paid girls.”

“Don’t touch any of them. If they need saving, we save them. Is that understood?” I asked my men.

Everyone nodded, and I knew I could trust them.

“Good.” Caterina’s eyes, like the dark blue depths of th