Stoned (Unlikely Heroes Book 4) by Leslie Georgeson

Author:Leslie Georgeson [Georgeson, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-02-06T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

Viper was undecided. Part of him wanted to kill Stoner outright, but if he did that, he’d never find out why Stoner was here. If he didn’t find out what Stoner was doing or who he was working for, then others might come in his place. The ultimate goal was to remove Stoner from the premises, piece by piece if he could, but not until Viper had uncovered whatever it was Stoner was up to.

The man was turning out to be tougher than most. The various tortures hadn’t worked. Neither had the whipping.

Now it was time to remove a limb. He’d start with a finger. Or maybe a toe. He’d heard that it hurt like a bitch to walk with a missing toe.

Or maybe he’d chop the guy’s hand off. Surely that would get him to talk.

Viper scratched his bald head. He stared out the office window. His marijuana grove grew right outside his window, where he could view the plants each day from behind his desk. Marijuana was not a hardy plant. It grew best in warmer climates. Which meant he would have to harvest the plants before the first frost, whether they were big enough or not. It had been difficult getting his operation to this size. He wanted to expand on it, make it bigger. He’d thought Stoner would help him do that.

But Stoner was a fucking imposter. It still rankled that the man had managed to fool him. Viper was not an easy man to fool. When Stoner had weaved that tale about wanting to work with him, at first he hadn’t bought it. He’d been too angry to even consider it. Now, after he’d contemplated the situation, he believed Stoner might be telling the truth. Greed was a powerful motivator. Maybe Stoner really did want to go into business with him. If Karen Williams would continue to show him how to micropropagate marijuana, they could make millions together.

But the real Neal Stone was here now. He wanted to deal too. The only problem with that was Neal Stone was a loner. He wasn’t a follower. He didn’t want to join the Cobras. His terms were that he would only do the deal if he operated from his own place. Viper was adamantly against that. Once a person entered the compound, they weren’t allowed to leave the group. Once a Cobra, always a Cobra. Only death would free a man from the Cobra’s oath.

Neal Stone hadn’t taken an oath. But he’d entered the compound. He’d seen what went on here. He’d witnessed Viper’s marijuana grove. If they didn’t make a deal, Neal Stone would be competition.

Viper hated competition. He wanted to rule it all.

Viper stared out the window at the bushy green plants with their serrated leaves. He imagined if he were a plant freak like that botanist he’d kidnapped, he’d find beauty in the shape and design of the plants and their jagged-edged leaves. Seeing his future product growing so well made him happy, not in an earth-loving-green kind of way, but in a get-filthy-fucking-rich kind of way.

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