Onyx's POV
“Where's Ripper?” My eyes ran through the little crowd at the oak tree.
Raze stood, fully geared but with a scowl on his face. He obviously didn't appreciate being pulled here on such short notice, but he was here, and that was all that mattered.
“I was unable to get across to him.” Torch responded.
My eyes turned to Raze, who shrugged. “I did all I could, but I was unable to do so too. Scarface is on standby.” He reported.
“And the prospects?”
“Backup. I picked heavy hitters who will be able to drive the trucks afterward. They are ours, and we are recovering them.”
My eyes ran through everyone standing in front of me, knowing it was about to be a long night.
“You all know what you are to do, right?” The prospects nodded.
There were four of them, enough manpowe
