Saints Row: Bullet to the Heart

Untitled Part 76

~*Racer Edge. Tuesday.*~

The Saint Sweep. That was what the news reports called it. They took over half of the strongholds that the Brotherhood held, just half to let them know what was really good. Found the missing men and women, held hostage and beaten like strung up butcher meat.

Carlos led the charge. Ky had the crew tended too, thankful it was just a beating, nothing serious. Ky had her eye on something huge. She wanted one of the enormous warehouses to be hit. It was to be theirs. Planning for it to be taken during the weekday, no one guarding it like Fort Knox, but you never know, they may have held something interesting inside. So far, she's found car parts and crates of cold cash.

"Carlos. I have a job for you!" Ky exclaimed excitedly as she came skipping in with a duffle bag full of Maero's money.

Carlos looked at the bag in her hand, and the wicked smile that was plastered on her face. "Que pasa Jefa?"

"Member, that night I said I was gonna make you one of the toughest?"

"Yeah?" Carlos questioned.

"Today, well, night actually. Tonight, you are going to secure this address."

Carlos looked at the address. It was a warehouse that he had passed many times before when heading to the closest junkyard. Ramon came in and looked over his shoulder.

"Jefa? You sure about this?"

"Si!" Ky chirped. "If we can take this the area surrounding, it will be ours to do with what we want. I want Carlos to secure it. I already called Javi." Ky wriggled her eyebrows.

Ramon shook his head and snorted. Jefa was in a good mood, he was worried for a bit. With how the accident happened with Ish, he figured she would be on her continuous, murderous warpath. He worried for nothing. Ish was fine, Ky was fine, and Carlos was on his way up.

Ky handed the bag over. "Before I forget, this weekend we are having a party at Koi. It's for all the hard work you and your crew have done in the past few weeks."

"Boss, you... you shouldn't have." Carlos blushed and smiled. His dimples were a dead giveaway he was happy.

"Bah, hush, if it wasn't for you, my slow revenge wouldn't have been possible. So, dancing shoes and ties! Remember, I want that warehouse, no blood on my floor!" Ky laughed as she exited the Menendez garage.

"Carlos, I have to admit, I wasn't so sure that you should be doing this. But you got this, so proud of you! Told ya Jefa was good peoples. Now go, you have a warehouse to take over!"

Both Carlos and Ramon laughed. It was amazing to be on top. They can only go further up from here.

~*Saturday.*~

It was the weekend already, and it breezed into vision faster than the blink of an eye. It was hectic, and the Saints continued with their hold on the properties and they bulldogged their stand. Nothing was going to be taken from them again. Except, Carlos never checked in. He never came home or so, thought Ramon, who had been so busy in the garage he slept there the past few days.

It was just after 5pm and still no word from Carlos. His phone was ringing, and it just went to voicemail soon after.

Ramon was out looking for him. Checked with everyone and tried to remember Carlos wasn't a baby. He is a grown man and can handle his own. It still nagged him he hadn't heard from his younger brother in the past couple days. Doing the only thing he knew to do, call the Boss.

"Jefa, have you talked to Carlos?"

"Yeah, it was like two days ago, text said he had a test on Wednesday. You call Ren?"