Page 94 of The Silencer

As the group starts dividing up tasks, my phone buzzes.It's a text from Clodagh.

Clodagh: Okay, I understand.Please be careful.We love you too.

“We have every member of our organizations on alert for Trace,” Ronan tells us.“He’s now the most wanted man in America.”

“No,” Jer says.“He’s just become the most wanted man in the world.I want it spread that there’s a five million euro bounty on that cunt’s head.He’s to be brought in alive.”

I smile.Fuck yes.Five Million euro isn’t a small amount.It lets everyone know that Trace is dangerous and they’ll also know that a sum will be paid for any information.Trace is fucked.It won’t be long until we find him.

I can feel it.It won’t take us long to get him.Not now that we know who he is.We just need his whereabouts.

A low whizzing sound hits my ears, and I tense.I know that fucking sound.“Down,” I roar, but it’s too fucking late.

The bullet finds its target.I watch as it sinks into Jer’s head, right between his eyes.He never stood a chance.

Fuck.Trace Harrington has taken yet another victim.

Jerry Houlihan is dead.