Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2059

Since they now knew Shiloh was being held at the Majestic Hotel, Andrew's next move became clear.

"So what's your plan? Just storm the place?" Eric asked.

Andrew thought for a moment. "At this point, breaking in head-on is the only option."

Eric scoffed. "You're strong, I'll give you that. But Jack said the McCormicks and Henry had already tried to make a move, but got nowhere. That means there's someone powerful inside. If you rush in, it won't end well."

Andrew shrugged. "You're not wrong. But time is money, and we can't waste it."

Eric clenched his teeth. "If the Southern Martial Union headquarters were still under Dad's control, no one in Goldridge would dare disrespect me."

Andrew smirked. "Eric, aren't you ashamed to say that? Don't forget that it was you who betrayed him and sided with Henry. By the underworld's rules, a traitor like you deserves a slow death."

Eric's face went rigid, his voice dry. "At least I don't regret it."

Andrew sneered. "Whether you regret it or not, only you know. Denial won't change the truth. Enough talk… Let's move."

Eric narrowed his eyes. "So how do we do this? If you're thinking about charging through the front door, count me out. I want to live a few more years."

Andrew grinned and pointed toward the street. "See them? The guys in blue trench coats carrying weapons?"

Eric followed his gaze. "Yeah, the Blues' foot soldiers. They patrol every night."

Andrew started walking toward them. "Then come on. I've got an idea."

Eric did not understand but followed anyway. The midnight streets of Goldridge were almost empty, aside from the occasional cab or spoiled rich kid revving his sports car home from a night out.

Andrew picked up his pace until they caught up with a group of the Blues' punks. The men reeked of alcohol, cigarettes dangling from their lips as they joked crudely.

"I like Ms. Melody! She's the queen of curves!"

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