LISA
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"One rat down…the rest of them need to go too," I mutter to my brother as we drive along the gravel road to an old house by the river. This place used to be an escape, a rundown shack in the middle of nowhere. No one would find us here when we were kids. We were trying to figure shit out without going back home where our father was waiting and slowly killing himself with alcohol.
Until we did get found. A cocky smirk lifts my lips as I take in the dilapidated place. "My first arrest happened right there." I point to the cracked concrete front steps, remembering how scared I was and knowing that the cop only lived another month after those cuffs were locked around my wrist.
Mino puts the car in park and Sehun pipes up from the back seat, "Good times."
Rough chuckles from the four of us fill the cab of the car.
They're quickly silenced as my phone pings. "They're almost here," I tell my brothers, reading the message from the tracker on the back of the detective's car.
I knew he wouldn't be able to resist. So we used Nate's phone to respond to the waiting messages. Detective Mauer is expecting an exchange tonight. He's planning on arresting Nate and me and helping Nate get out of the mess he got into. He said he'd give him a deal. This isn't a plan to take us down, it's a plan to get Nate out. Too bad for the good detective, Nate is already dead and Mauer's about to join him.
"How many are with him?" Mino asks.
"He'd be stupid to come without back up, even if he thinks it's just Lisa and Nate." Hanbin answers.
It's not enough to get rid of one bad apple, so to speak. That cop who arrested me years ago came down for a drug bust and stumbled on something bigger. He had to go, but no one else was involved. Over time, that changed. Like the shit we're dealing with now. There were six total. The first two were Jisoo and Nate. Next the female cop N took care of who was working with Nate.
That leaves the detective and two cops that were working with Jisoo.
"I hope both," I comment to Mino. They know damn well they shouldn't, we have orders against them, but he's hungry and pissed off and that detective doesn't mind breaking rules.
If they come with him, they won't report it. Which only makes it easier for us to get rid of the bodies without worry.
I roll the window down as we sit in the car, counting down the minutes while Sehun and Hanbin load up their guns before heading out. It's dark and there's plenty of brush for them to hide behind. Two of us will be seated in the car. Mino, with his hood up, could be anyone, certainly could look like Nate driving me to a meet that doesn't exist, setting me up for an arrest.
The back car doors shut and I'm left alone with a cold breeze, the taste for vengeance. My brother is to my left, holding his Glock in his hand and allowing the sounds of the night to drift in.
"We might get all three in one go," Mino murmurs.
I hum an affirmative response. "It'd be too fucking easy. Be done with it and get back home before Jen gets into bed." The idea quirks my lips up even though my heart pounds and every muscle in me coils with the adrenaline that hasn't quit all day.
"We trashing the cars?" I ask Mino, already thinking about what's next. The tracker goes off on my phone.
"Wipe it and dump it into the river," Mino answers as he pulls his hood up and then reaches into the glove compartment for another gun.
I smirk at him. "One for each hand?"
He lets out a laugh as the cars pull up behind us. One's the detective. The other is a cop car. Both of us stay still as can be. "Never can be too careful," he says ever so eerily as red, white, and blue flash.
"Come out with your hands up," the voice over the speaker is heard clear enough. The two cops stay back, I watch in the side mirror as our detective gets out of his car but stays behind the door. The voice comes back, one of the other cops, those poor fuckers, "I repeat, step out of your vehicle and come out with your hands up."
Neither Mino nor I move. My heart thumps loud and heavy. The waiting is the worst part. It feels the heaviest and the longest.
"I hate this part," I murmur and swallow thickly.
"It'll be over soon," Mino responds, neither of us daring to move even an inch.
"This is your last warning," the one cop calls through the speaker, and I'm all too aware that he's going to feel the need to call for backup. He has to know at this point that they should've never come here. Or maybe he believes the detective. That it's just an arrest and the other man is on their side.
There's only a small pang of guilt that flows through me as the cop door opens with the faintest click and the bang, bang, bang shoots out.
I turn in my seat, leaning out of the window and aim for the second cop, knowing my brothers have the others.
My body jolts and the world slows down as the bullets fly. The second cop ducks down in his seat while the window finally breaks from the relentless gunfire. The detective's car is fucked, popped tires and shattered glass.
In my periphery, I see the detective lifeless. He never had a chance. The first cop is in the driver's seat, the second still hidden but trapped.
Sehun is faster than me and closer, striding up to the cop car and yanking the door open, a gun pointed at the cop's face. Hanbin's on the other side of him and Mino and I make our way up to the car.
We have him surrounded. Sehun removes the keys from the car, and the glass crunches under my feet as I walk up. Hanbin reaches through the shattered window, opens the door from the inside and pulls the man out. He's dressed in his blues.
"Officer Angino didn't make it," I comment as I realize it's McKinley that's on his knees in the gravel road, begging for us not to kill him.
I swallow thickly, my finger on the trigger as my brothers wait silently. Not responding to the pleas echoing out into the cold night from the man. His breath turns to fog as he heaves in and out.
"You call for backup?" I question and McKinley looks at me a second too long, debating what answer to give me.
Bang!
The gun kicks back in my hand and the poor bastard screams out, gripping his knee. Blood slips between his fingers as his shoulder slams into the gravel road and he crumples over.
"Don't lie to me," I tell him calmly as I bend down.
He pathetically attempts to hold back the tears of pain and shakes his head. His teeth bite down into his lip. I imagine right now every regret is piling up in the forefront of his mind.
"Look at me," I command and tap the gun against his cheek. The heat of it is searing and he bucks back.
"Do you have someone you love?" I ask him as he stares up at me. Wide-eyed, full of fear. He might be a prick but he's not dumb.
"He has a wife and kids," Hanbin answers for him, crossing his wrists in front of him, gun still in hand. I look over at Sehun and Mino, and Mino nods slightly.
"Tell me yes or no and they'll be safe. You understand. Either way, you answer, I end this quickly, and make sure no one touches them."
The poor bastard's face scrunches as he shakes his head in denial. As if he could wake himself up from this nightmare. But there is no way out of this life. He knows that. He made that choice.
"Nate, he's your informant?" I swallow thickly as he stares back.
"I'm going to raid your office, your everything, looking for all the evidence and proof. I'm going to find out some way and if your family is there…I'd prefer if you kept them safe by answering me."
Slowly he shakes his head. "We worked with your waitress, Jisoo. She said there was a guy who had intel and gave it to her. But I never spoke to him. Not once."
"Are there any other informants?"
"No," he shakes his head recklessly. "We were here for Nate. His connection was lost and we were told to get him out. That was it. That's all I know."
I nod, believing his panicked words as he pushes them out as quickly as he can. He peers up at me with a look in his eyes that tells me he's praying that I believe him. And I do. I already knew all of that, I just needed to hear it out loud. And Sehun needed it recorded, so he can show it to the men, destroy it, and end the rumors.
"I'll keep my word. No one is going to harm your family, even though you all went after mine. I promise." He opens his mouth to say something but I put a bullet in it and then another in his skull. He falls backward in a thump and with that, I know this shit is over.
It's just a matter of cleaning up the scene, washing all this shit off me, and then climbing into bed with my wife.
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