Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Good.
This is fucking perfect.
Now Dax has his eye on Waverly, we won’t need Bennett anymore. He was simply our way in. He’s no longer of use to us in this situation, and it’s more than time to remove him from the picture.
The only problem with that, is that we can’t tell Zariah. She knows we’re going to go after Bennett and she’s going to stop us. If she does, everything is going to come to a smashing halt.
I can’t afford any more hiccups.
“When you’re there, you need to try and find out if he keeps information at his house. Need locations of girls, somethin’, anythin’ that might indicate where we can find this information. More than that, you need to listen out to see if there is another person involved or persons. Look for clues, listen for them talkin’ in code, or sayin’ strange things. This goes deeper than we thought, and we need everything we can get.”
Waverly nods. “I’m on it. I’ll get a basic layout of the house and report back with rooms, locations, and if there are any locked safes, or private spaces I’m not allowed. I’ll get back anything I can so that we’re able to get a clear picture of it.”
She’s a smart fucking girl this one.
“Mykel is your ears this time around. He’s got fuck all to do in the hospital, so he’s goin’ to be onto your GPS tracker and watchin’ out for you.”
She exhales. “He’ll probably gladly watch it disappear and not say a word.”
I snort. “Probably, but he’s not goin’ to try anything. You just have to trust him.”
“He can’t stand me.”
“He can’t stand anyone right now.”
She frowns, and then nods. “Okay, well I’m going to get some sleep because it could be a long night. Let me know if you need anything else.”
She turns and walks out, and as soon as she’s gone, I call the guys into my office. We’ve got a lot to discuss and fucking very little time to do so. Cohen, Samson, Kendric, and Bohdi walk into my room, taking a seat. The minute they’re comfortable, I talk.
“We’ve got a lot to go over, so get comfortable. First things first, it’s time to take Bennett down. I’ve done some diggin’ of my own, and found some information we’re goin’ to need to get him to talk. But he will talk. Bennett is the link in Dax’s chain that he needs to keep his operation safe. Without him, it’s goin’ to cause a major uproar. I’ve got things I need to know, and Bennett has that information.”
“We’re bringin’ him in?” Cohen asks.
“We’re bringin’ him in,” I confirm. “But we gotta do it carefully. Want no trace of it comin’ back to us. The club doesn’t need any more law enforcement eyes on it. Bein’ a cop, they’re goin’ to look.”
“Got a few locations we can take him that are safe and away from us,” Kendric points out. “We can do our dirty work there.”
I nod. “Organize that. I want two of you onto the task of getting hold of him. Won’t be easy, man carries around a lot of weapons and is probably checkin’ in quite a bit. You’re goin’ to have to catch him off guard, and not get seen. You manage that?”
Cohen looks to Bohdi, and murmurs, “First mission to prove yourself. You up for it?”
Bohdi nods.
“I’m up for it.”
Bohdi is a hell of prospect, and I can see already he’s going to be a valued part of this club. But, like everyone, the man has to prove himself and his loyalty. No better way to do that then to bring a cop down.
“Right,” I say, clapping my hands together. “Let’s fuckin’ finish this.”
And finish it, we will.
18
BRIELLA
“I want to be in there,” I say, walking behind Alarick, arms crossed.
“No fuckin’ way, Briella. There is some shit you don’t need to see, and what we’re goin’ to be doin’ to that cop is one of those things.”
“He is the part of the reason my entire family is dead, Alarick. I have a right to witness this.”
Alarick stops and turns, staring down at me. “Do we need to go over the rules of respect?”
My lips tighten, but I’m not going to argue with him on that because I know he’s right. This is his club, and it’s my job to show him respect in it. No matter what choices he makes.
“I will be sight unseen,” I try, just for one more ditch effort. “You can place me somewhere and I won’t make a damned sound. Please, Flick. I respect your decision and I will, but please consider what I’m asking.”
He studies me, and then exhales. “Look, it’s not that I’ve got any issue with you knowin’ what I do to that motherfucker, it’s the fact that I don’t want you seein’ me like that. Seein’ the darkness and the ugly.”