Chapter 49: CORD

"Fuck! What did you do with the packages? How long before someone sounds the alarm?"

"I don't know about the alarm, but there ain't nothing left of the packages to find."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Lo looked around the room at the rest of us with a questioning look.

"Can we save this until we're face to face? I'd rather not go into that shit over the phone no matter how secure it is. And Lyon swears there's eyes on us, we need to book it."

"Law haul ass I need to get home to my nosy ass wife." That was Lyon in the background, and if what Law had just hinted at was true, there was no stress in his voice to give away the fact that he'd just offed two people; most likely the Porters.

Law's long drawn out sigh told the tale. "Get a move on brother he's in one of his moods and I'm not the man to keep his ass in check." Law grumbled some shit that was unintelligible but we got the gist.

"What mood is that?" It was my turn to ask.

"The kill zone, fucking guy." He ran