Delinquent: Cavalieri Della Morte by Vance Ally

Author:Vance, Ally
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-29T16:00:00+00:00

Seth

“Are you home?” Lance inquires, and I nearly drop the fucking phone.

Well, shit…I wasn't expecting that. It’s been a while since he’s come by although we’ve both been saying we need to have a few beers and catch up. Work and Giuliana have been keeping him busy, and I’ve been doing my own thing. It’s almost like he has a built in cock-block alert system.

“Seth, where are you man?” he asks...I still haven’t fucking answered.

“I’m out on an assignment right now,” I tell him, winking at Leeann who looks amused and also curious.

“Maybe we can grab a beer when you get back?” he says, and I can hear the question in his tone because I’m not normally this evasive with him.

“Sure. See you soon,” I say, hanging up the phone and stowing it away in my jacket.

I trust Lance with my fucking life, and I know he feels the same way about me. We’re like fucking family. It’s not that I’m worried about him knowing what’s happening, it’s just he’s probably going to be pissed when he learns how badly I’ve fucked up this assignment: my target who though she attempted to buy me off with Leeann instead of money is still alive, and the girl who’s supposed to be my captive is swiftly becoming my goddamned weakness.

Then there’s the bullshit at the apartment we’ve just left behind. I’m confused as fuck and haven’t got the faintest idea what’s going on. There’s more to this than a simple payoff, but I can’t figure out what the endgame is.

My burn phone starts to ring, and I growl in annoyance. I’m not in the fucking mood for this. Leeann looks at me quizzically when I pull out my other phone. An unfamiliar number flashes across the screen, and I frown because very few people have this number, and anyone with a shred of sense would blocked theirs to prevent being located. Whoever this is, they’ve as good as gotten themselves killed.

I activate an app on my phone to trace the GPS coordinates of the call before answering.

“What the hell have you done to my sister, you asshole!”

“Who the fuck is calling?” I shout although I’m almost certain I know the identity of the caller.

“Arron Mallory, and I’m Leeann’s brother,” he sneers, but I can hear the wobble of false bravado in his voice, and I want to fucking laugh even though this is far from funny.

“I want to speak to him!” Leeann interrupts. The idiot is speaking loud enough that she can hear him.

“She’s none of your fucking concern,” I snarl. “You gave up all claim to her when you sacrificed her to save your own worthless skin. So why are you really calling? Because I'm three seconds away from hanging up the goddamned phone.”

This whole fucking mess is becoming a bigger shitstorm than I expected. There’s definitely something else going on behind the front I’m being presented with. I had my concerns when we found the body back in the apartment, especially with the cause of death mirroring the way my mom died four years ago.

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