Accidentally Yours (Merffy Kizzmet) novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171

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The den had turned into a war table. Maps spread wide, safe houses marked in red, photographs clipped and scattered like evidence waiting for a verdict. The crystal fox sat dead center, throwing fractured light across the faces of his men.

Dom leaned back, chair balanced on two legs, jaw light. Gino rolled a toothpick between his teeth, restless, already braced for blood. Nico sat across from him, shit damp at the collar, eyes still too full of Lola, Enzo Ignored the tell; he’d deal with that later.

He planted his palms flat on the table. “The Russians burned themselves when they took her. They lost the parts, the houses, and half their crews. They’re bleeding out faster than they can cauterize. That’s not survival. That’s panic.”

Dom le

let the chair drop with a thud. “So we finish the job.” |

“Exactly,” Enzo said. “Every stash, every dock, every pipeline tied to Dmitri–we cut it out of Vegas. We choke the tail until the body dies

Gino smirked, sharp. “Music to my fucking ears.

Jake stood off to the side, laptop open, whiteboard already a lattice of names and numbers. “Intel confirms three active safe houses left. One on Eastern, one by the airport, one out past Summerlin. They pulled product from the rest and scattered men to guard these.”

Then we burn them,” Dom said.

“Not burn,” Enzo corrected. His voice was ice. “Collapse. Fire gives them martyrs. Collapse leaves them crawling.”

Silence stretched. The weight of his words settled in Enzo she was already claiming her place at the table.

en didn’t

I miss the way Lola’s shoulders straightened beside him,

chin tilted like

He didn’t let himself look at her. Not here.

Instead, he dragged a finger across the map, pinning Summerlin with a knuckle. “Start here. It’s the farthest out. We make it look like an accident. Gas leak, Construction fault. By the time Dmitri realizes it’s us, it’s already gone.”

Nico nodded, controlled, though his jaw ticked. “Dom and I can handle Summerlin.”

“You’ll take backup,” Enzo said flatly. “This isn’t a two–man errand.” His gaze flicked to Gino. “You’re with them.”

Gino shrugged, but the gleam in his eyes said he’d been waiting for that order,

Enzo shifted to the airport safe house next. “Too exposed for subtlety. We myself.”

“And the Eastern spot?” Jake asked.

e hit it loud. Middle of the night. No survivors. I’ll lead that one

Enzo’s mouth curved, but there was no humor in it. “We let them stew. Make them watch the others fall first. Then we take it last, slow.”

The table absorbed it in silence. Every man

there knew what “slow” meant when

when it came from his mouth.

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Chapter 171

Enzo leaned back, finally letting his eyes skin to Lola, She hadn’t flinched emce. Not at collapse. Not at executions. Not at slow.

Brave girl. Stupid girl. My girl.

He masked the thought behind a sip of water. “Any questions?”

None came. Only the hum of violence waiting to be unleashed.

Lola

The war room broke like a wave. Maps shuffled into stacks, orders barked low, the crystal fox finally shoved back into its box. Enzo’s men moved with the restless energy of soldiers who’d been given blood to hunt. Six weeks. A finish line, carved sharp.

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