Laying low

*George POV*

It’s just over six months since we got out of prison. The boys want revenge as in yesterday. I do too but I know better now. I underestimated my rival and got burned fucken bad. It will take a lifetime for me to recover from what Jake did.

I shut the door to my study and click on the untraceable link for our weekly meetings.

“George here,” Mathew announces.

We are careful not to be seen anywhere together these days. I have not seen anything but I know that Jake is watching us. He would be an idiot not to and if it’s not him then it’s our country’s ghosts, his godfathers.

“Hi George. We are all here. Can we start?” Rick asks impatiently but I already know what they want.

“We can, but we are not attacking that mother fucker yet,” I say decisively. I have somehow become the voice of reason to all of them now and they are not pleased with me.

“Told you guys,” Lance responds but I don’t care. I am all about self preservation these days. I still have granddad’s millions
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