Köhler (Book 9 of the Köhler Series)

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"You said all of this was under fucking control! I LOST MY FUCKING HUSBAND! I LOST MY FUCKING HUSBAND BECAUSE OF YOUR DUMBASS DECISION TO INVITE THE CHINESE!" Noemi yelled as she hit Xerxes in the chest. He didn't know what to say. Hell, he did think he had everything under control. They all did.

"Stop blaming my son. This is on me. He was listening to me, and I will handle it...."

"HANDLE IT MUTHAFUCKA. WHAT IT'S TO HANDLE?!"

"LOOK BITCH YOU WEREN'T THE ONLY ONE THAT LOST SOMEBODY! I LOST MY FUCKING DAUGHTER! MY FLESH AND FUCKING BLOOD, SO FUCK YOUR FEELINGS ON HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT ME OR MY FUCKING FAMILY, BUT IF YOU PUT YOUR DAMN HANDS ON ME AGAIN, YOU'LL BE JOINING YOUR FUCKING HUSBAND IN DEATH!"

Quickly Adele stood between Luca and Noemi. They all understood that she was upset; they all were because they thought this would happen, especially with over twenty different mafias in one place. Everything was a mess. Melody was dead, and it did something to Elijah. He was okay but not in his right mind at the time. Mark died and from protecting Xavier from how it looked.

"Dad, where are you going?"

"To fix this...."

"Fix what, Luca? All of them are dead that were there. Did you not catch the part about our grandson blacking out and killing over forty men? There isn't anyone to kill." Adele said, holding his arm. Luca looked back briefly before pulling his arm away and leaving. He was angry, and Adele knew not to follow.

"Sit, Dee; I got him."

"Pops, leave him. Dad needs some time alone. I'm sorry, I'll be the first one to admit it was a stupid fucking move to invite the Chinese...."

"Yuh shouldn't cry over spilled milk. So, what yuh made a mistake. We all do, but you're our leader. Noemi's a big girl; suck it up. Your husband is dead, sweetie, and it wasn't Xerxes's fault. It was the bumbaclot Chinese. Now tell us what to do next." Barkley spoke, sitting back in his seat. Xerxes sighed, scratching his head, thinking.

"I didn't send them the invitation."

"What?"

"I didn't send them the invitation X. I know you told me to, but I didn't send them. I don't know. It didn't feel right, so I didn't do it. None of this was your fault or Da Luca's. Maybe someone let them in." Isabella spoke. This changed a lot; it told them the Chinese had someone else here or someone from the other side of the casino let them in. Xerxes needed to find out as he stood but was stopped by one of his guards.

"We know how they got in, Boss." Larry, who was his head guard spoke. With shaking hands, he handed him his tablet showing him pictures. Forty of his guards' throats were slit and thrown over in a supply closet. The Chinese had disguised themselves as their guard to get in. Then when the time was right, they changed, dressing themselves as a guest, and attacked.

"Ying Lee knew about the party beforehand. His capo had to have been watching us longer than we thought. Y'all wanted to know my next move, right? Well, we attack fuck waiting... fucking planning it; attack now. I'm telling my men to move in tonight. Ying Lee wanted to be dumb and attack us on Christmas Eve well. I'm about to be stupid as fuck and attack his ass on Christmas. He ain't the only one with men watching." Xerxes spoke, calling one of his men on the phone.

"Tu es! (Do it!)."

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Ying Lee sat at his office across the city from his home in Hong Kong, working late. Yes, it was Christmas Eve, but he had business that couldn't wait, and he was waiting for the call telling him that his men had handled The Oni Mafia for good. He felt good about this. They must have thought they had everything planned out, but the one thing they didn't plan was him attacking them on Christmas Eve.