Page 82 of Lords of Betrayal


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“You set up the raid on Sun-a-do. Didn’t you?”

“No… look. No.” He looks around at Waya and Tai and the elders. “This is all bullshit. And it’s got nothing to do with anything.”

His mouth opens but I don’t wait for him to go on. “I see that you’ve already started building relationships with the Council of Elders of the Twelve Tribes. I want to make certain they know who you are.”

There’s a hush. Jerry glowers.

I tell him, “What you want, what you came here for has nothing to do with ‘franchising’ or any of that smoke you’ve been blowing up Alessio’s ass. That’s all just lone big distraction. A smokescreen. It’s a Trojan Horse to trick Alessio into bringing you in, just so that you can steal our partnership in the Cascades Resort.”

I laugh. “That’s the whole deal, isn’t it. All that cacari about ‘made guys.’ Honestly. That’s no more in your gift than it is in mine. You can’t do any of that, and you probably wouldn’t if you could. Your talk about the future slayed me. That’s comedy gold. You’re here for a plain old fashioned heist.”

He makes a face like this is nothing. Maybe it is. Maybe he really has got everything stitched up tight.

I look into his face, “You put a hit on me.”

He sways back and says, “Come ON,” looking about him, blustering a laugh and shrugging.

My voice is level. “I told only told one person where I was going, Jerry. Outside of the people I was there to meet.”

He says, “So?—”

“I told you,” I turn. “Didn’t I, Alessio?”

He looks baffled. “You texted me. Yes.”

“And did you get confirmation from Roberta for the property rental in Chicago?”

Now he looks even more puzzled.

“I don’t know.” Frowning, he takes out his phone and scrolls for a moment. “Yes. I did. But I never even looked at it.”

I smile. “You never did show me your nice new phone. The one your uncle got for you. Is that it?”

Alessio’s face drains and his jaw hardens.

Red dots appear on the foreheads of his two henchmen.

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

“OH!” Jerry shouts. “Now, wait a fucking minute here.”

“Security, Jerry.” I tell him, evenly. “You understand security. There wasn’t any need for you to bring force to talk to me.”

One of the goons notices the red dot on the forehead of the other. He starts to reach toward his jacket and I raise a hand.

“I seriously wouldn’t. I’d just keep very still, if I were you.”

They both look at Jerry.

He makes a face. “Chill. This is all going to be just fine.”

“Is it? Jerry?” I move nearer. “When your hit didn’t work out and I came back, you sent another team to my house.”

I can hear everyone draw breath.

Alessio’s hand bunches into a fist. Then flexes. A vein in his temple pulses, throbbing.

He says, “There’s something I need to say.”

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