Page 45 of Ghost
Sweat beads on his forehead.“Look, I don’t personally know him.He paid me.I know what he looks like and the name he gave me.”
“Which is?”
He closes his eyes.“Let me go.I was just casing the place like I was asked to.”
“You had a gun and a knife on you.What were you going to do with them?Shoot us?”I ask, leaning forward and resting my elbows on my thighs.
His throat works as he swallows.
“The text on his phone says he was meant to take out as many as he could,” Skull growls, stretching his neck from side to side.I know he’s probably thinking of his old lady and daughter who are upstairs while their house is being built.
“I was meant to kill anyone who got in my way, but I wasn’t going to.”
“How much did they pay you?”I ask.
“Ten thousand,” he admits.
I nod.“Okay, I want you to message them back, Skull.How do we want to play this?Reply and pretend to be him?Or let them know we have their man, and if they want a war, they’re going to get one.”
We all look to our president.“Pretend to be him.Find out what you can.”
Skull nods.“I’ll go find Blade.He’s the best at this shit.”
“Do we still need him?”I ask Prez, who stares at the man with no emotion on his face.
“No.He came to our clubhouse, where we have women and children, with a loaded gun.”
I nod, and the men pile out one by one.“Unless you have anything else to add?”
“I told you everything I know.Except, wait… He had a contact here.Daisy.Her name was Daisy.”
Of course it fucking was.
“I told you all I know.Now, please let me go.I won’t say anything, I swear.”
Lifting his own gun, I aim it at his head and shoot.
And then I call the prospects to get rid of the body, while I head upstairs and take a long shower.
Then I slide back into bed naked with Xanthe, who turns around and rests her head on my chest, sighing contentedly.
And I sleep like a baby.
When I wake up the next morning, I’m alone in bed, which is the first time that’s happened.I always wake up before Xanthe.
So, I head downstairs to find her.The last thing I thought I’d be hearing is Brandy talking shit to her.
“You don’t know what to do with a man like that, little girl.Has he used his knives on you yet?Make you dress up in different outfits and call you different names?”
I don’t know what’s going on with Brandy.I used to think she was a nice enough girl.She didn’t start shit with any of the old ladies until right now.
Xanthe’s face drops a little, but then she lifts her chin.“I don’t know what your deal is, but Ghost ismine.Let it go.He doesn’t want you.It just makes you look sad and desperate.”
She turns and heads in the opposite direction toward the kitchen, while I step in and catch Brandy alone.She freezes when she sees me, almost dropping the glass from her hand.“Ghost, I didn’t see you there.”
“I know you didn’t.Now, I never had a problem with you, Brandy.You’ve been around here for a long time, and I didn’t think you were a bitch, but then I hear this shit.You sound like Daisy,” I say quietly, wondering the best way to handle this.
“Ghost—”
