Ace's POV
As soon as I got hung up on Tequila, I went to the window. A strange feeling taking over, I watch throw the glass. The house was quiet, lightly illuminated streets... nothing bad.
I was about to close the curtains when a loud noise erupted and a pain shot through my arm.
"Oh?fuck.?" I groan. As expected, upon hearing the noise my men were outside shooting like crazy. The door swings open and Holden comes in.
"Boss are you — crap." I let him grab me, pain vibrating through.
"Don't tell Tequila."
She would kill me.
"Someone notified a gang that you were here," Geo informs as we sit in the hospital room, I was a bit drowsy from the drugs but I could hear everything perfectly.
"Who?"
"Not sure. Have to be one of the men you were meeting with." I nod, and Holden and Jace come in looking pale.
"I tried to stop him." Holden shakes his head and I furrow my eyebrows.
"What is it?" Geo asks urgently.
"Mrs. Marcel... she's... she's on her way. And she's?mad."