Dirty Work, Part 2 by Erica Hilton

Author:Erica Hilton [Hilton, Erica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Melodrama Publishing
Published: 2018-02-13T05:00:00+00:00

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The large flatscreen TV broadcasted the nightly news in the Far Rockaway beachfront property, and the core subject was the two deadly bombings in the city. Now the feds had a person of interest. Forty-five people were confirmed dead in the Harlem project building bombing, and another twenty residents were seriously injured. The bomb used was powerful with a strong kill radius—same as the nightclub. It almost felt nuclear. The blast took out several floors and shook the building’s foundation. The feds were worried.

Maserati Meek perked up when he heard the anchorwoman mention Jessica’s name. His eyes became fixed on the TV and he raised the volume to hear clearer. He was astounded to see her face on TV.

“What is this, eh?” Maserati Meek asked his men as they sat around in the plush decorated living room and watched the news.

Meek was confused. Why were they searching for Jessica? He assumed they already had her in custody. He assumed that she had snitched on him. She had betrayed him. She needed to be taught a lesson, so that’s why her family and those closest to her had to die.

“It’s a trick,” Amir uttered.

“You think so?”

“The FBI will do anything to catch their man, even lie.”

Maserati Meek wasn’t so sure. There were a lot of questions he wanted answers to. Where was she? Was she truly on the run? How did the FBI find out about her? How did they track her down? He started to feel anxious. She wasn’t answering her phone or texting him back.

“Yes, it must be a ruse. They want to confuse me,” Meek said. “I must call her again. Bring me a burner phone.”

Amir looked at him and said, “We must stay focused and continue on with the task. We are at war, my brother. And Allah has chosen us to relay His message. This girl, she’s a distraction.”

But she wasn’t a distraction. She was some of the best sex that he ever had in his life. Too bad it had to end. Maserati Meek paced back and forth in the opulent beachfront home. He felt secure there with his dedicated and armed Muslim brothers. The place had marble flooring with an open living area, a modern eat-in kitchen, and a luxurious master bedroom. It had a sweeping view of the ocean, a granite wet bar, and a double-side wood fireplace for the cold winters.

Amir kept his eyes on Meek. He had noticed something different about Meek—whose true name was Akar Mudada. Amir was a die-hard extremist who wanted to strike terror into the lives of as many Americans, Israelis, and Europeans as he could. He believed that by killing those who did not serve their cause, he would make the world a much better place. They were fighting on behalf of all Muslims. And when his time came, Amir planned on taking out as many American lives as possible. He was bred for destruction. Allah was his calling, and violence was, most times, the only voice of reason—violence was the path to paradise.

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