The Fixer, Season 1: Complete: (A JC Bannister Serial Thriller) by Rex Carpenter

Author:Rex Carpenter [Carpenter, Rex]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Thriller
Publisher: Amazon.com
Published: 2015-02-01T05:00:00+00:00

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Humberto stepped forward and punched JC in the side of the head again. JC’s body didn’t spin in the air. His muscles and tendons had stretched just enough that his feet were able to get a barely adequate purchase on the concrete to keep him in place. JC thought about kicking Humberto, but it would gain him nothing. Better to conserve his strength for what was likely to come.

Besides. He could always kill the man later. Add him to the list. Humberto would likely die before The Mexican. But he was still going to die.

“You know better, JC. You do not refer to Señor Gutierrez by that stupid nickname.”

Born into poverty in Bolivia, Carlos Gutierrez Machado was the son of a Bolivian father and a Mexican mother. Given the nickname of The Mexican because of his mother’s place of birth, Señor Gutierrez fought against it every day of his life. As he climbed the criminal ladder in the Bolivian underworld, the nickname was not used in his presence unless one wanted to put their life in jeopardy. It was still used behind his back. And when someone wanted an easy insult. Like JC wanted now.

“Señor Gutierrez,” he said, “this is how you allow your hired help to treat an honored guest?” Smiled. “Your organization must be slipping.”

Humberto stepped forward to punch JC again, but a quick word from Gutierrez stopped him. JC needed everyone to stop punching him. Needed a minute to collect his thoughts.

“Don Gutierrez,” JC said, using the honorific title that would usually be used for an older man, especially one as powerful, rich and violent as The Mexican. “Perhaps we can dispense with all these unpleasantries and have a simple conversation. You obviously wanted an audience with me. In the interest of saving time, and saving my own blood, how can I assist you?”

JC was laying it on thick. But as long as he was talking, he was not getting beaten. Or tortured. Besides, if the Mexican had wanted him dead, he would be already. There was something he wanted. JC guessed what it was but wanted to hear the man say it before he began negotiations.

Only Don Gutierrez wasn’t speaking.

JC’s hope slipped a bit when Rodrigo came back into view. Stood far enough away that JC could neither kick nor spit at him. Close enough that JC could see into his eyes. They were sunken so far into his head JC thought for a second they would likely be resting directly against his brain. Or his brain stem. The anatomy of the human head slipped his mind as he saw Rodrigo rest a small gym bag on the floor. JC didn’t know what was inside, but he knew it would not be good for him.

The Mexican had employed men like Rodrigo over the years. Torturers who had a knack for extracting information. Or causing pain, whichever was the goal for the day. As the skeletal man began withdrawing his tools from the black nylon bag with caution, JC had two disturbing thoughts.

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