“What is it?” I asked, losing patience.
AK’s eyes narrowed on the map on the screen. “This ain’t nothing like last time. This place, it’s a fuckin’ fortress. The last commune was wide open, badly protected. Those men posing as guards weren’t trained. It was easy for us to go and tear up flesh.” AK pointed to the map, and I could see his mind ticking over. “This place has more land, it’s closed in, has several buildings, all of which are thick-walled, meant to withstand an attack. Place like this probably has underground bunkers.” AK looked up at Styx. “Whole new ballgame, prez. We don’t know how many people are in there, how tight they’ve got it guarded. But after what happened to the last commune, they’d be stupid if they didn’t prepare for a similar attack.” AK shook his head. “We all know Rider, prez. That guy weren’t stupid. In fact, he was the opposite. My guess is he’s rebuilt, reinforced, and ready for a Hangmen assault.”
“You saying we couldn’t take those Jesus freaks?” I snapped.
AK’s gaze met mine. “I’m saying if we go in all guns blazing, not all of us will be coming out.”
“Smiler, AK… Tanner,” Styx signed, and the brothers all looked his way, Tanner shocked to be included. “Y’all are ex-forces. What you thinking?”
Smiler glanced at his brothers and said, “We don’t go nowhere until we know what we’re dealing with. We need surveillance, numbers of people, list of ammo they got, schedules, and blueprints of that base.”
AK nodded. “Agreed. We go in blind, we die. Gotta remember those fuckers believe in dying for their cause. Nothing worse than going up against folk that ain’t afraid to die. I’ve been there and done that in Afghanistan… I was the only fucker that made it out alive.”
I’d been sitting here boiling like a pot on a damn iron stove, and when I saw the expressions of agreement around the table from my brothers, I shot to my feet. All attention focused on me.
Styx motioned for me to sit, but I just couldn’t. “We go in… NOW!” I hissed through clenched teeth.
AK sighed and went to speak, but I cut him off. “No! My fuckin’ woman is in that prison, and I’ll tell y’all now; you haven’t heard half the sadistic shit those cunts did to those bitches… to Maddie, Mae… to my fuckin’ old lady!”
“Old lady?” Vike asked. “Since when?”
“SINCE RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!” I screamed, and Vike held up his hands. “Lilah, my fuckin’ old lady, has been taken and y’all wanna sit ‘round like fuckin’ housewives at coffee and discuss tactics? Then let me tell you what those cunts do. They fuckin’ rape kids. They raped my woman for years, forced her to take cock she didn’t want, brainwashed her into thinking she’s evil ‘cause she’s fuckin’ stunning. Told her that being fucked by a ‘disciple of God’ would help save her fuckin’ evil soul! And best of all, she was abused by her father… her fuckin’ father, because he said she tempted him! He couldn’t resist her and made her stroke his cock when she was six! But the worst part is she still believes it all… still doesn’t see how fucked up it all is because it’s all she’s ever known.”
“Shit!” Bull spat.
I turned to Styx.
“I know Mae went through something similar, and I get you don’t want that shit made public, but I guarantee you right the fuck now that if Mae had been taken by these bastards, you’d be storming that fuckin’ base, taking names and pissing on skulls!”
Tanner suddenly stood from his chair, attracting my attention.
“What the fuck do you want, Nazi? In case y’all haven’t noticed, this is motherfuckin’ Hangmen church, not a Klan rally, Prince of the fuckin’ White Knights!”