F O R T Y - F O U R

The tiny hairy man stood in the technology room, two men sitting in front of him, working on details on the computer. All three of them were wearing headsets and watching the show go down.

Never had they taken on such a risky mission. Kidnapping a girl from one of the most respected Northside families was nothing like taking one from the Southside without parents that nobody would miss.

But, even as they had already bid the girl off to a nasty buyer in Switzerland, Beast was not doing this for money. His objective was to capture both of the Jones men, leave the Vipers without leaders, and then take them all down, one by one.

The adrenaline he got from the operation helped as well.

“Butterfly. Cameras are on,” they heard from the headset.

The bony man behind the computer who was referred to as Butterfly because of his high voice and colorful outfit choices, clicked on a button Beast didn’t comprehend, and one of the huge screens on