Chapter 156

War POV

I lean back in my chair, taking a slow drag from the blunt, letting the smoke curl between my lips as I watch Isaac begin to stir. Blood drips from his forehead where I headbutted him, streaking his pretty-boy face with red.

Good.

I should’ve done worse. Hell, I wanted to do worse. But I settled for knocking his ass out, tossing him into the trunk like a sack of shit, and driving him to the address Gray sent me.

A shipping container in the middle of fucking nowhere.

Bones wasn’t happy about me handling personal business tonight, but Logan was the one in control during that conversation. And Logan? He basically told him to suck it up. He was going, whether the prez liked it or not. It was a bold-ass move, but Bones let it slide.

As long as no one fucks with his drug shipments again, he’s got bigger shit to worry about. Plus, security’s been ramped up everywhere, which means less babysitting for us.

Really gotta take the small w