Some are on display, while others are hidden in and around the surrounding abandoned buildings.
It’s expected I would have men guarding the outer limits. To not have anyone would raise red flags. I want this to appear as “normal” as possible.
I nod to Ron, who holds a rifle. He knows what to do.
When we enter the factory, I whistle because this place looks worse on the inside than it does on the outside. There are about forty men inside, a mixture of Brody’s men who were probably sent by Liam to ambush me—but mostly, the men here are ones who once worked for us. They’re milling around in groups, and when they see me, their chatter silences.
Their familiar faces transport me back in time.
I greet them, hoping they’re here in peace. But we will see where their loyalties are when push co
