Chapter 7: Enough

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Within 30 minutes the clubhouse is full of all the members. There was an attack on one of their warehouses, two of their own killed in the crossfire.

"Bloody Hell! How did they get past the security system, that place was supposed to be locked down" Harsh asks, he is pissed. Shit like this can't happen. Ever. "Who the fuck was it?"

Rudra stands up, "We have no confirmation on who ordered the hit, possibly the Bajaj's. But we don't know." The group loudly begins to chatter about revenge, and retribution.

"Enough!" Booms Harsh, "we do nothing until we know for sure, I am not starting a war over possibilities."

"They, uh. They left a message." Sam pipes up. Sam isn't your typical mobster. He short and stalky, a little awkward, lacks confidence but he's the best analyst they have.

Shivaay can feel certain members roll their eyes, some members of the crew don't give Sam the respect her deserve. "What was the message, Sam?"

"They uh, they encrypted it into our servers when they hacked the security system." Sam pulls a piece of paper from his jacket pocket. "We will be seeing each other very, very soon."

Shivaay's blood turned to ice. He's heard those words before, he knows it.

"What kind of cunt leaves a message like that?" Sandesh grunts. "What the bloody fuck does that even mean."

Annika.

"It's the Bundela's, it's Rishi." Shivaay bites, that's what Rishi had said to her at the bar before Shivaay threatened him.

Harsh looks at Shivaay, "what? How do you know it's the Bundela's?" The Bundela's were an old mob family, but until recently had been an embarrassment to the career, very mediocre. Recently though they've been getting more brazen, ever since Raman's bastard son joined their ranks. Everyone knew this kid was fucked, only getting into the business to cause physical pain and psychological torture.

Shivaay stands, "It's because of Annika." Before he can continue Siddharth cuts him off.

"What the fuck do you mean it's because of Annika? She's never even met him." Siddharth is worried, the tone in his voice gives him away. Rishi is like an attack dog on the loose, once he sets his sights on a target its game over.

"He has, at the Brokenshaft on Saturday night. He was aggressive towards her at the bar, I walked into the middle of it."

Rudra immediately jumps to his feet, "What the fuck do you mean he was at the bar? We were all there, why the fuck didn't you say anything."

Shivaay's pissed, "because I fucking handled it mate, you think if you guys had jumped him his retaliation wouldn't have been even worse then this?" Also I was too busy trying to finger fuck Annika on the patio to care.

Harsh's eyes are narrowed and dark, worry washing over his features, "If this is because he's got his sick fucking sights on Annika, we end this. Right now. Quickly and quietly."

Everyone agrees, Harsh looks directly at Shivaay and then Siddharth, "we don't tell her. She doesn't need to know because we're fucking handling it. She doesn't need to be scared."

"Dad, do you think that's a good call? If she finds out, and knows we hid it from her, she'll be fucking pissed." Siddharth asks, scratching the back of his neck.

"We only tell her if we can't handle it, otherwise we say nothing." Harsh's word is final, he is the boss, and no one would dare cross him.

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After Siddharth, Rudra and Sandesh had come to the house last night, the Mansion became a zoo. Harsh had immediately had extra guards put on the property, and every available member was coming to the meeting. Annika didn't know what had happened, but she knew it must be bad considering the response.

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