Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
“Easy boss easy.” Hector’s voice came to me almost from a distance, at least that’s what it sounded like which made no sense. My hands hurt and I looked down to see blood dripping from
the right one. What the fuck?
I’d punched the fuck out of the truck and had no recollection whatsoever of doing it. Without another word I turned and walked away towards the house with my team bringing up the rear.
In my security room I rewound back to the day we left. I didn’t want to see the last hour, never wanted to see my wife picking that shit up from the one place she was supposed to feel
safe. It was the day before yesterday that we finally saw movement. Two things registered at once. One, how the fuck did this asshole know when we were coming home? I hadn’t given anyone
that information. And two, this fucker knew me or about me because he kept his face well hidden the whole time. He came in through the back, I couldn’t see what he used to jimmy the lock
but he’d been smart to come in that way. If he’d used the front I would’ve noticed right away. I watched as he walked up the stairs sure and steady, he knew no one was here. How the fuck
had he got pass my security? I’ll have to look into that later.
He looked around the room still with his face hidden, what was he looking for? He walked over to the side table and picked up the book she’d left there. That’s when he lifted her pillow
and sniffed it before planting his little welcome home surprise. Nail in his fucking coffin, he’d targeted her. “Show me your face you fuck.” He was completely covered from head to toe.
He wore leather gloves and his shirt sleeves were pulled down so there wasn’t even a flash of flesh showing. Then he did it, he picked his head up as he looked around again. “Gotcha you
fuck.”
“Are you shitting me?” The room erupted as I sat and seethed, this complicated things but not by much. Some way somehow he was done. I reached for the phone on my desk; it was picked up
on the first ring.
“Boy you’re supposed to be gone for three months don’t tell me you’re bored already I told you…”
“Supe I just watched Samuels on my security planting a bomb under my wife’s pillow.” He stopped talking in mid stride. “The fuck you say.” I gave him the particulars and can’t say I was
surprised by his first words to me. “Jake you can’t kill him.” Of course he would know that that’s where my head was at, he knows me better than most. He should also know that what he
was asking was damn near impossible for a man like me. “That your only stipulation?”
“I’m pretty sure I can’t stop you from going after him so yeah. Why do you have cameras in your bedroom anyway?”
“It’s part of the house, it’s where my wife sleeps why the fuck wouldn’t it be the most protected place in the fucking house?”
“Okay son calm down I’m not the enemy. Look can you hold off on whatever you’re planning? Let me try to work something…”
“Negative Supe, you fuck with me on this it would be the end of us, we clear? You don’t do shit that would tip him off.”
“I think you forget that I’m your boss.”
“I think you forget I don’t give a fuck, he gets away I’ll level this fucking town to the ground.”
“Okay, okay, calm down I wasn’t going to tip off the fucker, I’m just trying to figure a way to do this so you don’t get any flack from the big guys.”
“You think I give a fuck about that either? And Supe about your stipulation…he’s fucked.” He was still calling for me when I hung up.
Chapter 23
“What’s our play boss? What’re we doing?” I looked around the room at all of them, all ready to go to battle for me but I couldn’t and wouldn’t ask them to. “We’re not doing anything I
am. Not your fight boys.” They let that settle in for a minute before they decided by their code what they were gonna do. “We understand that you’re pissed boss so we’ll let that insult
slide and not tell you what an ass backward shit fuck thing that is to say. Now how the fuck are we coming after this asshole?” Shit the last thing I need is a bunch of hot heads on my
ass. “This isn’t business as usual boys this shit is personal…” Of course Melissa chose that moment to walk into the room. “Well, who the fuck are we hunting?”
“You’re not hunting shit, Jace seriously can’t you have her admitted for observation or some fuck? Melissa you’re about to have a baby, the last thing you need is to be running around
like fucking Shera. I could’ve sworn I put you on the desk more than two months ago; and don’t think I don’t know about you sneaking into Ops. The only reason I left that shit alone was
because they weren’t too dangerous and I knew the guys had you covered but this shit is different.” She totally ignored my ass as she turned to her husband and the rest of her teammates.