To Reach

Chapter Seven: Answers in Glasgow

“You would have to have an issue with Greg, Harry. You only do big, never small.” Allina laughed as she downed her tequila shot.

“Of course, Jules, you know me.” Harry chuckled with a smirk.

“I can’t believe we never thought to put two and two together to link him to Niall. I feel like an idiot.” Blake muttered with an eye roll.

“Mate, I did some digging since Horan is such a common last name. Don’t even worry about it.” Zayn laughed.

“I’m glad we’re all prepared. Greg’s always got at least three lackeys with him. We have the numbers and skill in our favor.” Travis commented after swallowing his mouthful of beer.

“We do indeed. How is Sabella doing, Harry?”  Arabella asked, green eyes on Harry’s.

“She’s holding it together. She is strong and she has Zayn, Liam, and myself.” Harry shrugged, voice cool.

“Harry was with her before he flew in so she’s doing pretty good. I’m sure he’s been checking on her throughout the day. He’s in ‘leader’ mode so you know you aren’t getting much in the ways of the heart out of him now.” Zayn interjected with a small laugh.

            The group nodded and laughed along knowing Harry’s way.  Arabella and Allina shared a knowing look. They knew what tonight held in store for them and they knew why Harry was in this mode. He planned on killing Greg or at least someone associated with him. It was vengeance for daring to attack their own and daring to threaten someone as close to him as sibling. Travis and Blake nodded to Zayn who was staring at the entrance while Harry was looking back at his phone.

“Head’s up, here comes our target.” Blake said lowly as a man about 5’11 with Niall’s eyes, jawline, and nose strode into the room.

            If anyone had any doubt that Greg Horan was related to Niall there was none now. He looked like an older, brunette version of Niall. Harry could see Niall’s mother in Greg and it only fueled his anger. How dare someone who shares the same blood as Niall threaten him. Zayn noticed Harry’s nostrils flair and took a deep breath to calm himself down. They had to be calm, collected, and smart about how they were going to handle this situation.

“He’s going to walk over to the bar and sit at it. He likes to harass that bartender.” Arabella said as they all continued to watch Greg.

            Greg was flanked by only two men who both looked to be around his age. Harry noted they weren’t armed well enough to handle what was coming. They each only had one gun and no sign of any kind of other weapon. Someone was over confident in himself and his power which would be his downfall. Harry turned his eyes to Allina and nodded.

“I’m thinking the same, they are armed lightly which is overly arrogant. This will be in our favor.” Harry grinned maliciously.

            Harry stood and stroke briskly to the bar. He stood a few paces away from Greg and his goons as he waited for the bartender to notice him. She looked at him with a raised eyebrow but made her way over nonetheless. She smiled flirtatiously at him and waited.

“I’ll take another round of tequila shots, blondie.” Harry chuckled.

“Are you flirting with me?” The bartender giggled as she lined up the shot glasses to pour tequila into them.

“Never, I’m a taken man and I’m quite the faithful type.” Harry laughed, taking the tray from her.

“That’s a shame, you’re sex walking.” The barteneder giggled before gasping.