Chapter 53 A Message In Fire

• The assassins stayed quiet, waiting.
• Horace’s voice hardened, each word like a nail. “You’ll strike something belonging to the Highfit, quiet, precise, nothing too big. But when you do, you’ll leave a trail. A trace that screams Vice Lords. We’ll make it look like they’ve started hitting the Highfit, one by one. That’ll force Jim and his council to act. They won’t have the luxury of sitting back and waiting. They’ll have to move against the Vice Lords themselves.”
• Smith’s lips curled into a grim smile. “Turn them on each other. Clever.”