Untamed Deception (Night Kind Series Book 2) by Aria Storm

Author:Aria Storm [Storm, Aria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aria Storm Books
Published: 2024-02-04T00:00:00+00:00

Eight:

Most girls never see their father hook a hardened Japanese mobster up to multiple car batteries. I’m also sure that any other girl who has happened to witness such a horrific side of their pappa bear, didn’t get to hear him extract intelligence from an unwilling and dying Yakuza.

Mobsters are pussies in the US, so when you think “well they’re just self-serving criminals, how hard could it be?” You’re forgetting the thousands of years of honor codes and service to dead – some beyond death if you believe such mythos.

The point being, he believed in his bosses, and he would die for them. What he wasn’t willing to do for anyone – even the oyabun, was sacrifice his genitals. When shocking was fruitless, my father pulled out his K-bar knife, and began to ruthlessly hack piece off the man – skinning him of some of his tattoos. He still didn’t talk, but the moment the crazy Sargent with the big fucking knife started on his left testicle; he sang like a canary.

With his assistance we learned my grandmother had our car bugged, and also tagged my clothes – some of which I was carrying in a bag after we left Walmart. We also found out that he knew she was in contact with Gallen. Gallen had somehow arranged for “the Gentlemen” to ambush us in route to our meeting with Tate Pauper – who was Dryden’s sub-master proxy authority in Florida. We’d not been able to reestablish contact.

Jade was pacing, worried Dryden – this super old master vampire I’d never seen then – was going to rain hell down on us for missing an appointed Night Kind evidentiary and testimony gathering meeting. I was quick to point out that “the Gentlemen” had taken care of the raining hell part one, and my father finished it with part two. She wasn’t amused at my acerbic wit.

Jade was pacing; after the gangster-interruptus, we never did get to finish what we started in the parking lot of Walmart; captured on TikTok. (I later saw versions of the video with Miley Cirus or even Hailee Steinfeld songs attached.)

“Calm down, you’re going to wake our tortured and now drugged prisoner!” I murmured in a whisper-yell to Jade. She stampeded – by vampire standards – around our closed walk-in unit which was secured with a very thick steel door.

“It’s taking your father a long time just to dispose of any trace-able evidence.” Jade fussed.

“Well, apparently he’s very good at his job – which seems to include vanishing incriminatingly inhumane things.” I murmured morosely.

“You don’t seem very bothered by him flaying a man.” Jade stopped pacing and observed, and I shrugged.

“I get it, because as he pointed out before – I beheaded someone, several someone’s. I have no right to judge him for getting us a few scraps of valid intelligence. Hell, I am honestly impressed, because I happen to know very well how closed-lipped the yakuza is. They’re a different breed of crook than any of the shit-stains we have in America.

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