CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

THE KENNEDY KINGS

 

There were miles of dusty road leading to Iakov and Arkadi Lenin’s compound. Twenty Hummers filled with eight soldiers each were approaching the land, all ready for battle.

Once upon the property, they were met with armed men who were hired to protect the Russian land. But they were shocked upon realizing that they were outnumbered. Not one of them was a match for the army that the Kennedy Kings commanded.

Not ready for war, some ran and others stayed to defend the outside of the property.

Within seconds, gunfire blazed from every hummer and before long, every man inside and outside of the home was killed.

Five minutes later, the last Hummer containing Bambi approached the property. The truck parked sideways and Bambi hopped out. Moving quickly toward the door, she removed her weapon and entered her enemy’s home.

Denim, Race, Kevin, Bradley and Ramirez followed her, tearing up the house in the process. After going through every room, looking in every cranny and searching around every corner, there was still no sign of her sons anywhere.

Standing outside of the property, defeated and scared that she still hadn’t located the twins, she looked out into the land. Warm tears rolled down her eyes. “Where are my children, Kevin?” She paused. “Where are they?” she cried out.

Instead of answering her, he approached her and pulled her into his arms. After a minute, he asked, “What do you want to do now, baby? Just say the word.”

With tears rolling down her face, she said, “Torch this bitch!”

 

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Arkadi was in the back of a speeding shiny black Denali after just receiving the most horrible news of his life. That his brother, Iakov Lenin, was dragged to his death on the back of a truck.

What hurt him the most was not that Iakov had been killed. Anything was possible with war. He was devastated that before his death he told them where they lived. They were Russian and he was certain that if the Kennedys found him, he would take the whereabouts of their home to his grave. He could only guess what other information he divulged to the Kennedys, hoping he would survive.

He reached for his vodka bottle in the small cooler in the car. But instead of it being clear, it was red. He knew immediately it was the blood of his brother. Looking at the bottle, he read a passage on the side.

‘We killed your brother and you will be next. This drink is on us.’

When a cell phone rang in the truck, Arkadi’s right hand soldier answered the call. “Hello.”

From the back seat, Arkadi could read his impression although he hadn’t spoken. He knew immediately that whatever news his soldier now possessed would not be good.

“Okay. I’ll tell him,” the soldier responded before hanging up.

“What is it?” Arkadi asked readjusting himself in the backseat.

He exhaled. “The Kennedy Kings just bombed Vito and Derrick’s houses. Vito was murdered and they still can’t find Derrick.” He paused. “Boss, where do you want me to take you? It’s no longer safe here for you.”

“I must get away from here.” He looked out of the window. Suddenly everything looked different and he realized he was a foreigner in a country he misjudged. “I need time to regroup and think of plan.”

“Do you want me to buy you a ticket somewhere?”

“Yes. I need plane ticket for Russia.” He paused. “But before we go, give word to execute the hit on Prophet Mansion.” He paused. “They took out my allies and now I will take out theirs.”

 

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Darkness acted as a cover as Arkadi’s soldiers traveled on foot down a road that led to the Prophet Mansion. Realizing he needed to disable the Kennedy Kings operation like they had his, Arkadi aimed for the most powerful ally, the Prophets.

Slowly fifty men descended upon the walkway leading closer to the acres of land the mansion sat on. Confidently they continued down the way until they reached the gate. One man after the other, with automatic assault rifles in their hands, approached.

To their surprise, the iron gate surrounding the land was open at the entrance. The leader of Arkadi’s army, a 45-year-old navy seal, placed a finger over his lips to silence his men. He was listening for the sound that indicated that they were not alone.

Feeling as if the coast was clear, he motioned for all of the men to merge onto the Prophet compound. But the moment the first boot stepped past the gate, bright lights spilled on the land, exposing everything in sight.

“Wait,” the leader yelled raising his fist at his men. The fog would not allow them to see a foot in front of them and he wanted them to be cautious. He wanted to spare as many men as possible.

When the ex-navy seal saw red dots all over his soldiers’ foreheads he knew what was happening, they were at war. Within seconds, gunfire blasted from the Prophet Mansion killing every Arkadi soldier in sight, except the commander.

With the souls of his dead men in the air, the smell of gunpowder enveloped him and a cloud of smoke made it difficult to see the mansion. Suddenly he heard a calm feminine voice.

“Put down your weapon.”

“No,” he yelled as he aimed into the thick fog. “I’m not letting you kill me!”

The woman giggled. “Look at your jacket, soldier. If I wanted you dead, you’d be gone now."

When he glanced down he saw his jacket was speckled with red dots as if he were a Christmas tree. Slowly he lowered his weapon and raised his hands. After a few seconds, from behind smoke emerged a beautiful woman with skin the color of pure coffee. Dressed in a chocolate fur coat, she moved closer to him.

He didn’t know if he was enamored by her beauty or fearful of her quiet power. Either way, she had his attention.

“I am Nine Prophet and I will let you live,” she said calmly.

His knees felt weak by the octave of her voice.

“On one condition,” she continued.

Trembling as if he never served a day in the military in his life, he said, “Anything.”

“You tell your boss that what happened here tonight is only a fraction of the power I possess. You let him know that I can touch his family and anyone else he cares about if he ever comes back here.” She paused. “I am a dangerous woman and he should heed my warning.”