Page 30 of Ruthless Contract
“Notinlove. But I love them. They’re family. Like sisters who offer the worst advice and threaten to kill me if I don’t take it.”
I chuckled, but I could tell how much Terzo enjoyed having such sisters in his life.
“My cousins can’t leave the country to handle the Irish don,” Terzo continued. “But I know they want to. So, I’ll do it for them. Once it’s done, I’ll hang out with you, Cattaneos, to see what you all do for fun.”
“When you come to the States, let me know. I’ll help you with the Irish mafia as a thank you for this intel.”
Truth was, even if he hadn’t provided the intel, I still would’ve helped.
“What’s your next move?” Terzo asked.
"When I get back to the States, I'll start with Underground Communications. I already know several people connected tothat site. If they know something, I'll find out. One way or another.”
"And The Circuit?" Terzo asked.
I glanced toward the boxes waiting to be shipped home.
"I've never heard of them. And that worries me. First, I need to figure out how they operate and what kind of jobs they accept. Then I’ll sign up as a client. My profile must seem legit enough to fool them during their client investigation. I’ll lure them out with a fake job post pretending I need intel.”
“That could work. Since you’ve never heard of them, they’re either a very small organization or they’re very good. Don’t underestimate them.”
“I won’t. Before I act, I intend to learn everything there is to know about them.”
I didn't care how many people I had to question. I didn't care how many people I had to hurt. Someone had helped put Marcel through hell. I wasn't going to rest until I found every last one of them and showed them what true hell was.
A chime sounded from somewhere near the door. Terzo and I both looked up. Another chime followed a few seconds later. I frowned. The security system only alerted when it detected movement outside.
Most of the time, it was nothing worth investigating. Not many people knew about this location. Sometimes a stray dog triggered it. Hell, considering all the bugs Terzo had been complaining about, maybe they were the movement being detected.
However, a third alert made me push away from the table. I strode over to the monitor mounted near the door and pressed the center button. The security feed appeared on the screen.
Fuck!Someone was coming. Two vehicles were speeding down the road that led to the lab. Terzo stepped up beside me.
"You expecting someone else?" he asked.
"No."
His gaze remained fixed on the screen.
"Well, ready or not, someone is coming. And they're coming in hot."
The vehicles reached the clearing surrounding the lab and skidded to a halt in front of the building. Dirt and gravel sprayed into the air as all four doors opened almost simultaneously. Three men climbed out of each vehicle. Every one of them was armed.
Damn.
"Why is it that whenever we're together, people try to kill me?" Terzo asked.
Honestly, that was a fair question.
"Want to bet on who kills the most men?" I asked.
Terzo snorted. "The last time we bet, you had to buy me a motorcycle."
"This time I'll win."
He shrugged and reached beneath his jacket, pulling out his weapon.
"I'll be in need of a new motorcycle when I visit the States. So let's bet,” he replied.
