The Devil’s Conflict (The Devil’s Soldiers #6)

Prologue

PROLOGUE

VLAD

War is about to begin, and I’m going to enjoy every minute of it

I stare at the man standing like the obedient soldier. I admit I should have had him here from the beginning, but the man has never been one to stay still for too long. That’s going to change now. Nikolai Egorov. This man is reliable, loyal, and adept with all the training he’s had at the hands of his father and uncles once they brought him back where he belongs. Now, he’s the one who is going to make sure the Devil’s Soldiers MC are out of this town for good.

“I want them gone, Nikolai,” I say tightly as I get to my feet. He’s a large man, standing almost six-foot-six, keeps his hair military short, his body large and muscular, and his eyes dark and hard as he stares back at me. He nods once, saying nothing. A man of few words, and considering the last two right-hand men I’ve had, it’s a marked improvement. “I don’t care what you have to do, but make them pay.”

“Done,” he answers, turns on his heel, and walks out the door. I stare after him for a moment before I turn and look out the window. The war is about to begin, and I’m going to enjoy every minute of it.