*Archie Donovan*
I should have seen this coming. I knew better than that. Of course, Royce wouldn’t just show up and make an empty threat if he didn’t have a plan already in motion. I just didn’t think he’d be ambushing us at home.
How the f*ck did he find out where we lived?
Were any of us followed? Did we have someone else infiltrated who sold us out to the Lennoxs? No, that couldn’t be. I made sure we got every rat taken care of.
But it didn’t matter now. That was a question I had no answers to, and even if I had, it wasn’t my biggest concern at the moment.
I took in my surroundings. Not only was the manor wrecked, but as we engaged in an exchange of shots and punches, I could see lots of men falling to the ground.
It was hard to tell who was a friend or enemy, and I couldn’t be sure if they were dead or just hurt, but I also couldn’t stop to check on any of them.