Garrett
We took two boats out in the middle of the night, shrouded by darkness. The mayor had given us night vision goggles and made sure we were equipped with the right gear for jumping in the water in the middle of the night to swim a good bit of the way to the yacht.
There were five of us in each boat. We had fully automatic assault rifles, handguns, and knives, just in case it got down to hand-to-hand combat. We even had radio headsets so that we could communicate with each other across the water.
“Alright, guys, let’s get a little closer. We’ll stop when we can see the boat,” I told everyone. We had a GPS app that had locked onto Igor’s cell phone, courtesy of the mayor, again. He’d pulled some strings to get access to the phone system he used.
“I still don’t like using all this stuff the mayor gave us,” Jace chimed in. “It feels too much like we’re working for him.”
“Let’s keep the line clear for important updates,” I responded. “And, Jace, think of him as a wealthy partner with incredible connections. You’ll be surprised who you ended up using as partners in our line of work. So let’s be grateful that he was willing to help us.”
“Right, he could have been a dick and turned everyone against us. We could have been picked up by the Feds instead of being attacked by Igor’s men,” Jose chimed in.
“Alright, guys, that’s enough. We’ll air this out when we get back to HQ. Right now we have a job to do, so let’s get to work. Keep your eyes out for Igor’s yacht.” I listened as the line went dead.
Jace was becoming a problem. He seemed to want to foster dissent, but little did he know, his time with us was coming to a close. As part of my new push to better the MC, I wasn’t going to be able to tolerate him for much longer. His attitude wasn’t productive or helpful.
“I think I see something,” Ricardo said over the line. Sure enough, there was a small green blip on the horizon.
“That looks like it,” I said.
“Hey, if we’re out here with night vision goggles on, how do we know Igor doesn’t have anyone watching for us with night vision?” Jace asked. “Sorry, it just occurred to me.”
“You know, you’re right,” I replied. It seemed that none of us had thought of that. “I’m sorry, guys, but I think it’s too late to do anything about it. Let’s get a little closer to make sure it’s actually him, and then let’s ditch the boats. The best way we can avoid being detected is by splitting up in the water instead of sitting together in these boats.”
“Right,” Jace agreed.
“Hey, there aren’t any sharks or anything we need to worry about in Lake Michigan, right?” Jose asked, getting a laugh out of everybody.
“You’re thinking of the ocean, you idiot,” Carson teased his fellow knucklehead.
“Alright, knuckleheads, radio silence unless it’s important. If there’s a chance they might see us, there’s also a chance they might be able to listen in on this frequency,” I told them.
My nerves were beginning to knot up in my stomach as our target grew closer and closer to us. It wasn’t because I was worried about Igor or Dima, or even the job we were doing for the mayor. I was worried about Jenna. I was worried for her safety.
My veins ran icy cold as I realized I was going into the very situation I had hoped to avoid with her. It was Lior all over again. I could see the scene with Lior playing over and over in my head. I couldn’t let the same thing happen to Jenna, but I was sure we were too late. There was little opportunity to avoid it at this point.
“What’s going on, Garrett? What are you thinking about?” Ricardo’s concerned voice came over the line, snapping me back to the water with the yacht getting ever closer to us as we approached it. I could feel the mounting tension among my men. It was an eager kind of tension as they readied themselves to pounce.
“Alright, guys,” I said, deciding to address the operation ahead of us. “In just a few moments, we’re going to be diving into the water to swim the rest of the way to Igor’s yacht. I want to thank you all for coming out here with me to hopefully finish this rivalry for good. We have a mission ahead of us. I’ve given you all the names of the men we’re supposed to capture for the FBI to pick up on the boat later.”
I took a deep breath and sighed. I was as ready as I was ever going to be to do this, but I wasn’t ready at all. I was just tired of this shit. I was ready to get back on top and simply maintain our position.
“This is going to be another gunfight, guys. Understand that there is a chance we won’t all make it back. Let me thank you now for your commitment to the MC. Everyone here tonight has already proven themselves to me by showing up and showing that you’re ready to go through with something like this,” I continued.
“You suck at motivational speeches,” Ricardo joked over the line. “Guys, let’s go kick this Russian’s ass!”
Everyone cheered over the line, and I heard the splashing sounds of my men diving into the water to swim out the rest of the way to the yacht. I was the last one in. I had my doubts about our mission. I had my doubts about how trustworthy the mayor was, but I felt like I owed it to Jenna to do whatever I could to try to save her. I’d fucked up in the past, and this was my last opportunity to get it right. If I couldn’t set the record straight by taking out Igor, then at least I wouldn’t have to wake up in the morning to face another day of failure.
“What time is it?” Ricardo asked as we got closer to the boat.
“I don’t know. Probably about three or four in the morning,” I told him. “Why?”
“There are people moving around on the boat,” he said.
“That’s probably just security,” I told him. “Chances are Igor and his higher ups are asleep at this hour, resting up for tomorrow’s big deal.”
“Or your buddy, the mayor, gave us up,” Jace reminded me.
“I’m going to give him the benefit of the doubt.” I looked at the people walking around on board. There were only a few of them. It wasn’t enough to be more than just security. We were going to be fine.
“If you say so.”
The line went silent again.
“Everybody look for a way up. If you find one, let the rest of us know,” I ordered the team as we reached the boat.
We quickly found ways up onto the deck.
“What now, fearless leader?” Ricardo whispered.
“Now, we start shooting,” I said, pulling off my night vision goggles and approaching one of the guards from behind. I put the barrel of my handgun right against the back of his head and pulled the trigger. The shot rang out in the darkness as he crumbled at my feet.
“Jesus Christ,” Carson exclaimed. “Next time, silencers.”
I laughed. “You know, guys, in the old days, we would be in the process of fucking over the mayor and FBI right now.” The first shot felt so good I started musing.
“What do you mean, Garrett?” Ricardo asked cautiously.
In our all-black suits, we were able to hide in the shadows all over the boat, which was good. I ducked down as one of the dead guy’s comrades came around the corner to check on his friend with the new hole in his head. I heard men talking in Russian as they came out to see what the commotion was.
“I mean, if this mission had occurred just a few years ago, we’d be shooting everyone instead of leaving a few alive to make someone else’s job easier. Then, we’d take all the drugs and all the weapons with us,” I explained.
“Sounds like you’re finally coming to your senses,” Jace said, chuckling.
“I didn’t say I wanted to do it that way, just that I remember a time when it was that way,” I argued.
“Fair point, but still.”
Several men stood on the deck with guns ready. They couldn’t see us in the dark. They looked around, dumbfounded, unable to find who had shot their comrade.
“I don’t see any of the guys we’re looking for,” I told the guys over the line.
“Maybe they aren’t here,” Ricardo said.
“No, they’re here,” Jace said. “A deal like this wouldn’t go down without leadership.”
“You’re right,” I agreed. “They’re probably inside. They probably just sent security out to try to stop us.”
“What’s the plan, boss?” Jose asked.
“We take out security first. Then we wait and see who else shows up to the party. Keep your eyes out for the four most wanted and for Jenna. We need to keep them alive,” I answered.
“It feels like the list just keeps getting longer. Why don’t we just grab the girl and go? Let’s leave them all alive,” Jace protested.
“No, sir. One’s already dead. Leaving him as the lone casualty would be just as bad as leaving no one.” I couldn’t shake the urge, though, to just run out and start shooting everyone. If it had been up to me, Igor and Dima wouldn’t get off the hook so easily with just a little jail time. I would have put bullets in every head until I reached them.
I gritted my teeth against my desire to give up on the plan and screw over the mayor. I wanted to show him we weren’t afraid. We could have been bigger than the mayor if we wanted to be, and if we went along with his plan, we would be one day. Or, we could do it the way we used to do it. We could take the power ourselves.
I closed my eyes and breathed. I saw myself walking straight into the yacht, down the steps to where Igor and Dima sat with the other two guys we needed to keep alive. I saw the shocked look on their faces as I pulled out my gun and my knife, shooting one in the face and stabbing another in the gut until everyone died where they sat.
It certainly would have been beautiful, but it would have created a lot more struggle for us on the back end of all of this. Instead, I decided we needed to go along with the plan. We needed to secure the guys the FBI wanted. We needed to clear the other guys out. And we needed to take Jenna with us when we left.
“Are we ready?” I asked everyone.
“Ready,” I heard each of them say in turn. It filled me with pride to know that these men were following me into battle against Igor. Even if they disagreed with me, they were going to trust me enough to walk in behind me and put their lives on the line.
“What’s the plan again?” Jose asked.
“Take out security. Look for the four we need to leave. Wound them so they aren’t likely to try to escape, but let’s leave them alive for the Feds. Got it?” I snapped.
“Got it. Let’s do this.” Jose was ready. With him and Carson at my back, I knew we were going to be successful. My grip on my handgun tightened. I could hear the assault rifles my guys had as they got ready to strike.
“On my word,” I told them.
Time seemed to slow down. Igor’s guards moved in slow motion, spreading out to secure the perimeter of the yacht in the dark. I didn’t see the night vision goggles on any of them.
Then, the lights came on, eliminating any shadows on deck. The water lit up a few yards out from the boat. Everything was suddenly visible, and that included us, all ten of us, crouched down with our guns, waiting for the opportunity to strike.
“Fuck.”