"You're serious about this. I mean... one hundred percent positive?" The redheaded Gangrel shook her head. "This is going to extremes, man. I mean... you saw how Cash was last night, and that was only knowing this chick for a few hours. This... we're gonna end up just like Fiori and Lillie. We won't even be dignified with a fuckin' Blood Hunt. Luna will just have our heads."
"You're thinkin' that Luna's gonna survive this. Think about it. We make the strike, weaken him and then... by the time it's all over, we've got our heads and a new prince."
"From one Ventrue overlord to the next. Damn, man, I don't know why we keep following these people."
"Because we've got no choice. And this... this is fuckin' insane."
"None of you know what you're talkin' about. Eddie killed Sasha when the Blood Hunt was already on him. This... man, they don't even have a clue, and by the time they do, it'll be over and I'll be Gangrel's primogen. We're fuckin' set."
While the four definitely wanted a new prince, none of them wanted the job. They also wanted a new primogen, and out of the group, only one of them wanted the job that badly. Lita was more than happy to follow, as long as her ruler wasn't constantly licking the boots of a Ventrue prince. Matt and Jeff Hardy were better muscle than leaders and they knew it. But, Edge...
He was already Cash's second. Should someone happen to the primogen, he was the next in line, and he was more than ready to take what he saw as his rightful place. He wouldn't be a lapdog to the new prince. He would spread the Gangrel out, like it was supposed to be. They were a loner clan, a wandering clan. What the hell were they doing riding around like a motorcycle gang? As far as he was concerned, the Gangrel clan should have been free to roam, without asking permission to leave the city, and that was how he would run it.
"We've been trying to find a way to set Luna off balance and fuck with Cash's head, and this is it. The whole damn thing just fell into our laps! It's the perfect opportunity! The last time somebody fucked with Luna's family, he went bucking for war. Now... we're the ones ready for it. He doesn't have time to bring his people together, and he's got that fuckin' cop, Kohanek, on his ass all the time. His head's all over the place."
"And Cash?" Lita leaned forward, her arms resting on her thighs. Her arms dangled between her knees. "He's gonna skin us alive for this."
"Cash can't even stand the girl. Besides, he'll have too much trouble of his own to be startin' shit with us. He's not just Luna's bodyguard, he's the girl's, too. If he lets her die on his watch, then he's fucked. No way is Luna gonna let him get away with that."
"So, we just take her." Matt ran his hands through oily black hair, then stomped back and forth. "From where? Cash is a damn good guard and we're not gettin' past him. Hell, Edge, he's still pissed at you for that shit last night at the club."
"He can't be two places at once, can he? If we grab her while he's with Luna..."
"But then he won't be in trouble," Lita said, sitting up. She leaned back on the chair. "Like you said, he can't be in two places at once, and we've got one fuck of an understanding prince when it comes to people he likes. It has to be obviously Cash's fault, at least to him. We can't just say, oh, we killed her while Cash was with you, but it's his fault, anyway. That doesn't fly."
"Not to mention," Matt put in, "that we haven't discussed this with the Ventrue dickhead. You think he's gonna take to this shit well?"
"Fuck him," Edge said. "He put us in charge of fucking over Cash, and this is how we do it. If he didnt' wanna take Luna out himself, we'd probably just skip the girl and go straight to that."
While the others talked, Jeff sat silently straddling his Harley. He was the quiet one of the group, preferring to keep his thoughts in his head before spitting them out. He didn't believe in brainstorming and sharing thoughts. When he made up his mind, then he would speak.
Sitting in the garage, his foot slipped on a spot of oil. Jeff grunted, then keyed his engine. Finally, when the others had stopped, he said, "She got a job at Morgana's."
"What?" Edge stood up and walked over to Jeff. He leaned against the bike. Jeff keyed the engine again and Edge reached over and turned the bike off. "How the hell do you know that?"
"Who do you think Cash assigned to look after her?" He shrugged. "Luna's got other stuff for Cash to do it at night, so he told me to keep an eye on her. I'm supposed to follow her back to the mansion on her bike, then take off. Besides, Cash and that girl are like oil and water. It's hard to guard somebody you're always pissed at."
"What the fuck!" Edge had to stop himself from kicking over the bike, with Jeff on it. "How the fuck does he give that kinda job to you? See, what I mean? The guy's got no fuckin' respect for anybody but his fuckin' prince. We're gettin' rid of him, and we're usin' her to do it."
"I don't know about this, Edge." Lita shook her head. "I mean... you know what Cash did to Jesse? His warning for the rest of us? That guy won't be seen in public for days. He bashed his face in 'til his nose cracked, and then wouldn't even let him feed to heal himself. Jesse's nose is gonna end up crooked 'cause of that. We do this and..." She sighed. "We're dead."
"If you're scared, you go and lick Cash's ass. Bow down to his prince and kiss his hand. But, I'm not doin' it and if you say a goddamned word about this, you'll disappear, and I won't be the one that did it."
"I'm just sayin', Edge..." She groaned. "It's dangerous."
"Nothing worth doing is easy, and this is worth it. We'll have Cash and Luna at war with each other before the other clans even get involved. We get lucky, they'll kill each other and make our jobs that much easier."
"But..."
"No buts! We're doing it and that's the final word on it. Within a couple of days, I'll be the new primogen, so get used to taking my orders. We're gonna drain that bitch and leave her as a present for Luna on his fucking doorstep, and that's the end of it!"
