Chapter 28 - Waking Nightmare

Selena

I prowled through the bustling activity of the bunker, my gaze sharp as I oversaw Marco's crew assembling the arsenal we'd need for tonight's operation.

"Christ, Mrs C, tell me we didn't just get those beauties from Kozlov's pipeline," Marco said gruffly, inspecting one of the menacing assault rifles being prepped.

"Would it matter if we did?" I arched an eyebrow. "As long as they perform perfectly, I don't particularly care where the armaments come from."

The grizzled capo shot me a sidelong look before letting out a rasping chuckle. "Icy as ever, I see. Just don't want any blowback if shit goes sideways with the Russians later."

"Then I suggest your men's marksmanship is locked in tight," I stated flatly. "Because any collateral tonight gets mopped up...permanently."

Marco's smile turned wolfish at that. "You know my guys, boss. They make red mist out of whatever you point 'em at."