Page 158 of Renegade
Once they finished eating, Grey said, “Teddy, you ready for that pic of Haqazzii’s body?”
“Text it to me.”
Seconds later, Tank uploaded the pic. “What do you want to say?”
“Nothin’,” Grey replied.
Caroline shook her head.
“What?” Grey asked. “Isn’t that pic enough?”
“I’d add the caption, ‘You’re next’.”
A sinful smile filled Grey’s face. She loved seeing the joy, hated the reason.
“Do it,” Grey commanded.
They huddled around the laptop while Tank sent it.
Without a doubt, it was war. And they were going on the offense.
GREYSTONE
At three o’clock,Greystone drove out of the Black Site keenly aware that Caroline wasn’t by his side. The matches at JL’s company continued to roll in, so Caroline stayed behind to work that angle.
The five terrorists currently employed by the janitorial cleaning company looked nothing like their mug shots. Their contact information was bogus. They’d been hired by Sajid Haqazzii, their data had been entered into the system to check a box. And no one had bothered to verify.
Another growl shot out of him. At his house, he parked on the driveway slab, his attention cemented on the sedan parked out front. With his hand on his Glock, still tucked in the shoulder holster, he exited, strode over.
A man exited, a pleasant smile on his face. “Mr. Santini?”
“Depends on who’s askin’.”
The rear door of the sedan opened and Luciano exited. “Grey.”
“Lulu. What are you doin’ here?”
Luciano took the three shopping bags from the other man. “Invite me in.”
Greystone glanced down at the black designer bags with the gold, embossed name strewn in block print.
SANTINI
“Come on,” Greystone said.
Luciano followed him inside.
“You want your assistant?” Greystone asked.
“He’ll wait in the car,” Luciano said, as he unpacked the neatly folded clothing. “Four suits, seven dress shirts, several ties, and four pair of shoes. There’s a few belts and underwear.”
“I got clothes.”
“You’re a Santini. It’s time you dressed like one.”
“Grazie, fratello,” Greystone said. “What do I owe you?”
“Nothing.” Luciano glanced around. “This your place?”
