Let Go: A Bishop Mafia Book 1 by Octavia Taylor

Author:Octavia Taylor [Taylor, Octavia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-04-28T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

Kane

"Did you believe them?"

Boss is looking at me, steepled fingers under his chin looking at me as we report in person how our meeting with the Cortezes went.

"Don't know their tell to make that call. Haven't worked with them," I respond. "I do know they have a lot more to gain from lying than from telling the truth."

"We didn't bring up their sister," Leo said.

Boss zeroes in on him across the table. We are sitting in the conference room with the crew, Saturday night and I was trying to keep my mind here in this room as we talked important family business.

"That's fine. Kane knew not to play all our cards in the first hand," Boss responds and there is a point of pride that I feel. I don't get it often from him, but every now and then it comes my way. "Sounds like we need to set up a visit with James Cortez." He looks to his brother who nods his head in agreement. "We'll set it up. Kane, I want you there."

I nod my head in agreement.

"Now what do we have on the new dealer in town?"

"It's a small crew, but they're good. Efficient as fuck," Grim reports. "We found one of their sites and are just waiting it out until we find some kind of contact. Have men there twenty-four-seven." He runs a hand over his bald head. "Have a feeling they've moved on to another site. They know to not use the same drop more than once, twice tops. Like I said. They're efficient."

"Fine. Have you pulled out any of the users for information?"

"That's next. Trying to get to the supplier before the buyer so they're not alerted to our investigation and run."

"Good. How big?"

"We think it's a quarter of our size. But it's still significant."

"A quarter of us could end up scaling into half and then two-thirds. We need the head off this serpent," Boss says.

"Keep tabs on the Cortezes. Learn more about them-it will serve you well, Kane."

"Got it," I say.

And then the meeting is over but Boss asks me to stay behind so Leo salutes me before he leaves with his own old man.

He pours me a finger of whiskey, something he got in the habit of doing when I turned fifteen every now and then.

"How are you?"

He asks me how I am doing about three times a year. I was his church and he was a catholic worshipping on Christmas, Passover and Easter.

"Fine," I say.

"You've kept your focus. I've noticed. Don't lose it."

I don't show any of my emotions as I take a sip of the whiskey. It's good. Expensive. At least a fifteen-year aged bottle.

"I know my duty. I watched you and I know the brevity," I say easily.

"Good," he says and nods his head, looks into his glass a look of uncertainty crossing his face. It's a handsome face, still looks young. Honestly, he could pass as a man in his mid-twenties. He takes care of himself and the only indication of the stress of his seat is the light dusting of grey at his temples.

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.