Page 172 of Cobra
The auction clock keeps moving.
Thirty-five minutes.
Dom is the first one to break the silence. “Well. That was comforting.”
Blaze lets out a humorless laugh. “Yeah, nothing says peace like owing the mob.”
Hammer grunts. “Better than burying her.”
The room goes quiet again. Because that’s the truth.
Carter looks at me. “He’ll win.”
“You know that?”
“I know men like him don’t make promises they can’t keep when ego is involved.”
“Good.”
Logan straightens. “We prepare like he already has.”
That snaps the room back into motion. Orders start flying. Not chaotic. Sharp. Functional.
“Cain, pull cleanup and medical. I want Doc ready and moving with us.”
“Done.”
“Shadow, Hammer, weapons and vehicles. Quiet loadout first. Heavy ready.”
Shadow nods.
Hammer moves before the order finishes.
“Joker, you’re with me until transfer.”
Joker’s grin returns. “Lucky you.”
“Blaze, you stay on secondary team.”
Blaze doesn’t like it. Doesn’t argue.
“Dom, stay buried in that site. Anything moves, anything changes, I hear it before the rest of the room blinks.”
“Already there.”
“Landon, track Matteo’s payment path if you can without stepping on his toes.”
Landon’s mouth twists. “That’s a dangerous line.”
“Walk it anyway.”
“Yeah.”
Then Logan looks at me.
The room stills around the look.
“You stay breathing,” he says. I don’t answer. His voice hardens. “Cobra.”I look at him. “You go down before she’s back, you fail her.”
