Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24995 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24995 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
“I want this to be over.” I want to be back with Kinley planning our future. Fucking crazy how fast finding the right woman could change you. I’d do anything for her.
“What’s her name?” My head jerks up to look over at Clark. He holds his hands up in a motion that says he doesn't want to fight with me. “You were all about this when we came to you and now it seems as though you can’t get out fast enough.”
“I could have walked away months ago,” I point out. This was going to be one of the biggest drug busts in history. Not for one second had anyone ever suspected that I was working with Interpol. I did it for the thrill at first. It was different. I’d been into it. Now all I can think about is Kinley. Who would take care of her if I got hurt? I am ready for a different life. One that includes her.
I do exports and imports. It's how I’ve always made my money. Then one afternoon Chan asked for a meeting. He was one of the biggest players in the underground drug world. I’d agreed because I was curious as to what he wanted from me. I had no idea he was going to want me to export drugs for him. He tried to bring me in on it. I would have made millions. I told him I had to think about it. I didn't. I knew from the start I wasn't doing that shit. I keep my hands clean.
I made a few calls, and that’s when Clark showed up at my door. We made a deal that included me agreeing to Chan’s proposal. Problem was it wasn't going down quickly enough. For months I’ve been here playing this game. Often having to go out with these ruthless people that only care about the money they are going to make on the sale of the drugs. They don’t have any regard for human life. There are things I’ve seen that I’ll never unsee in my life. The only time that darkness fades from my mind is when Kinley is near me. She makes it feel like the sun is on my face and I can breathe in the fresh air.
“We’re on.” I nod, getting out of my car as truck after truck rolls in. I motion towards the first crate so they can start loading. I try to look bored, but it’s not too long until Chan and Lie show up. They have a few other men with them I don’t recognize.
They’re already loading up a third crate with drugs. “Everything is going as planned?”
“Seems so,” I agree with a shrug. “How long is this gonna take? Want to see if the chick I had last night is still around. Fuck, I never had my cock sucked so good in my life.” They all chuckle.
“Give me her number when you’re done,” another says. My mind flashes to Kinley on her knees sucking me off. I push the thought out of my mind. Now is not the time to be thinking about her. But she’s the only woman that will ever have my cock in her mouth.
“Was it the blond server?” Lie asks.
“Some chick I ran into when I went to the bathroom. I have to keep calling her babe because I can’t remember her fucking name.” I pocket my phone. I try not to tense up when another black car pulls up and more men in thousand dollar suits get out.
“Is this the man that’s going to make us rich?” the older guy says. My eyes bounce between Chan and the older man, and I know they must be father and son by their resemblance. Interpol is really going to make out today. Speaking of Interpol, where the fuck are they?
As if on cue, flash bangs go off. My ears ring, and I can’t see shit, but I do feel something hit my shoulder hard. I can feel warm blood trickle down the front of it. I don’t have time to think about it because another shot hits me seconds later. I fall to my knees. The last picture I see is of Kinley before everything goes black.
10
Kinley
“Any word on Luke?” I ask Gerrit for the thousandth time. I’m starting to feel pathetic at this point. He’s dropped off the map. He stopped texting me altogether. I’d even broken my own rules and texted him. But he hadn’t responded.
I can’t say that I blame him. How many times had he texted me and I hadn’t replied? The thing that worried me was that no one seemed to know where he was. Gerrit had investigators searching for him all over Hong Kong. They have been trying to find out whatever they can about his brother. It’s been a whole month since I’ve seen him.