Room One Hundred and Seven: Catch and Claim by Ember Davis

Author:Ember Davis [Davis, Ember]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-11-07T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

WOLFE

The rumors about some drugs being dealt in Volkov territory has me out on the streets today. I could be with looking after our woman, which is what Hendrix is doing, but instead I’m looking for pieces of shit. It would be great if the guys I’m looking for knew the shit mood I’m in and stopped their bullshit, but I know I won’t be that lucky.

I guess it could be worse, I could be checking out warehouses like Dominic is doing. That job is like searching for a needle in a rust covered haystack, but considering we know how Morozov operated by hiding in plain sight and using warehouses, it’s a good place to keep an eye on.

The only good thing is that I was given some damn good intel. I’m at the second spot where the deals have been reported with my eyes on a man who screams shifty. I think even the most inept cop could spot this guy from a mile away and know he’s up to no good.

Instead of calling them, which would be amazing if I could, I’m going to have to deal with them since it’s related to the threat against Kirill and his crew. Which means it’s a threat against Baker. I’ll be damned to leave my blood brother’s life in the hands of cops who are bound by red tape and the legal system. No fucking thank you.

I slip from the truck that I’m driving about half a block from the dealer. He’s so intently watching the street for people to peddle his poison to that he has no idea I have him in my sights. What a fucking idiot.

The fact that he’s been telling his customers that he’s one of Volkov’s men has me seeing red. My footsteps are silent as I come up on him. It’s not the best idea I’ve ever had to pick this idiot up in the middle of the day, but the people in this part of town who would care don’t want this shit on their streets. They won’t go to the cops.

The closer I get to this guy, the harder it is not to laugh. I’m at least double his size and I’m not only talking about height. He looks like he could be knocked over by a stiff wind and that is being generous. Taking him out and to Volkov’s interrogation room is going to be a breeze.

I pull my knife and tuck it against my forearm, before throwing my arm around the idiot’s shoulders, the knife pressing against his throat. “You’re going to walk with me and not say a fucking thing. I have some questions for you, ones you’ll be answering.”

False bravado makes him puff up his chest even though it’s more adorable than menacing. “I’m not telling you shit,” he insists, trying to sound hard.

I chuckle and shake my head as I lead him back to my truck. “You don’t understand,” my tone is placating, like I’m speaking to a wayward child.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.