Page 88 of Waste of Worth

“Call Theo,” Dino said.

Seconds later, the call rang through. It took three rings for Theo to pick up, and for that, Dino was grateful. Sometimes when his brother was in a mood, he wouldn’t pick up a call from Dino at all. He certainly hadn’t left his brother with the best attitude at the club.

“What?” Theo demanded when the call connected.

“We’ve got—maybe, I don’t know—a problem.”

Theo sighed harshly, the sound crackling over the speakers. “Speak in a language the rest of us understand, Dino. I don’t have time for bullshit today.”

Fine.

If that was the way Theo wanted to do things.

Dino could do that.

“Clear out the club,” he demanded. “Everything related to the crew—the books, dope, whatever—get it out.”

Theo balked. “All of it? It’ll take weeks to get the whole crew up to speed on new details and—”

“Do what I said. Get it out before tomorrow morning. Make damn sure nothing is left, and wherever you move it all to, it’s not connected to another one of my businesses.”

Dino wasn’t taking risks.

He didn’t know what was going on exactly, or what might happen.

But something might.

That was all that mattered. Something might happen, someone was watching, and he was not going to get caught up in the mess that was left behind when it did go down.

“The detectives?” Theo asked, clearly choosing his words carefully.

“Not detectives—agents.”

Theo cursed heavily.

Dino understood the feeling.

“All right, I’ll get it cleaned up,” Theo finally said. “What about your other businesses—you hide money in those books, Dino. It’s not as easy to clean that up, you know?”

“Don’t worry about it.”

The club would have to do, Dino knew.

The rest … the rest would have to wait.

Or he would have to deal with it.

“What are you doing right now?” Theo asked.

Dino stared out at the road ahead of him, barely blinking an eye as he sped up a bit more and passed another line of slow moving vehicles. He knew exactly where he was heading because it seemed to be the only place he ever wanted to go when shit was not going as planned and he needed a break.

Karen.

Of course, he wouldn’t tell Theo that.

“Business in Wicker,” Dino settled on saying. “I’ll be at the club in the morning as usual. Make sure what I asked for has been done by then.”

That was all Dino would offer.