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“Yeah, it’s hard.” Fox clapped me on the shoulder. “This guy knows all about that.”
I glared at Fox, wishing he’d keep his mouth shut.
“You know, after his wife left him, he stalked her for like…a year and a half. Then she found out and slapped a restraining order on him.”
“Thanks, Fox. That’s very helpful.”
“Hey, pointers are pointers,” he said. “And the pointer here is…don’t get caught.”
“I only got caught because you showed up,” I said through gritted teeth. “And I wasn’t stalking. I was spying on her.”
“Which is so much better,” Bowie interrupted. “At least, in my opinion.”
“She was cheating on me and she tried to take everything from me. I was doing my research.”
“I could have told you she was cheating. You only had to ask.”
I slowly turned to him, my anger spiking. “And how would I know I needed to ask?”
“Well…I guess you have to have that sixth sense.”
I wasn’t about to ask how he knew my wife was cheating on me. I didn’t care. I’d moved on from her a long time ago.
“Let me know when the bike will be ready.” I tossed the keys on the counter and nodded to him as I walked out. I was hoping Fox would leave me alone, but I wasn’t that lucky.
“So, do you want to mimic my walk?”
“Anyone have eyes on the target?” Chase asked from the car along the curb twenty-five stories below.
“Negative,” I said through comms.
Our target was the one and only Hugo. That was the only name we knew him by. We were directed to this house by none other than Rafe—and this fucking job was the last place I wanted to be. I didn’t have a choice in the matter. Everyone else was out of town, aside from FNG’s team, and Cash didn’t think Fox was the right person to send in.
I had to agree with him there.
Hugo was integral to the smooth running of The Syndicate. He was said to be George Adler’s right-hand man early on in his career. But he dropped off the face of the earth, reappearing years later. Hugo was a fence, helping members of The Syndicate find buyers and secure a safe transaction.
“Someone tell me why we’re doing this,” I said again.
“Because this guy worked with Jade’s father,” Chase said over comms.
“And we all want the chance to take out this fucker,” Patrick chimed in.
“But he wasn’t involved in Jade’s death.”
“It’s personal,” Chase grumbled. “Ambrose Buchanan was one of the worst men I’ve ever met. What that man did to his daughter…”
I’d heard all about Jade’s horrific death. I understood their need for revenge—not just for Jade, but for what Asher was going through, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to be involved in anything to do with The Syndicate. They were too big. How the hell were we supposed to go up against them and win?
“Let’s focus on the job at hand,” Chase said, bringing us back around to the present. “This guy enters his house like clockwork at ten every night. We snatch him and get out of there.”
“Right. We’ll forget his bodyguards, the massive security system, and…what’s that?” Patrick asked. “Oh, right. The gigantic bounty we’ll have on our heads the moment we step foot inside his house.”
“Yes, let’s not forget that,” I mumbled.
“It’ll be fine. Rae’s controlling the system,” Chase snapped. “We’ve been over the plan. Just stick to it and we’ll be fine.”
I rolled my eyes, staying low on my belly as I watched the seconds tick by. We had just a little over a minute before he was supposed to walk through that door. With any luck, we’d get in and out without being seen. His guards were still a problem, but if we didn’t make a sound, they wouldn’t know we’d been there until we were long gone and Hugo was in our control.
