Page 11 of The Enforcer


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“How do you know?”

“Chicago PD has silver tone buttons and accessories. Those guys are wearing uniforms with brass. Whatever the hell it is that’s going on with you will have to wait until we get back to Cerberus.”

“I’m not going back to Cerberus…”

The four men suddenly kicked back from the table and turned toward another customer who was sitting at the bar. A man beside the customer knocked him to the ground, shielding him with his body.

“Down, Alicia,” Brock commanded as he drew his gun and placed himself between her and the gunmen.

A dishwasher and a man dressed like a fry cook exploded from the kitchen, guns drawn and opening fire on the gunmen. A chaotic volley of gunfire was exchanged between the four fake police officers, the man shielding their target, and the two members of Elmo’s staff. It was fast, efficient, and deadly.

Almost as quickly as it had begun, it was over. Elmo’s two gunmen went back into the kitchen, and a cleaning crew came out to pick up the bodies.

“I got your food to-go,” said the waitress. “It’s on the house, and Elmo sends his regrets for the inconvenience.

“No problem,” said Brock as he got to his feet, helped Alicia to hers, and handed her the to-go bag. He reached into his back pocket, removed his wallet, and handed the waitress a fifty-dollar bill.

“Elmo said no charge.”

“Tell him I said thanks. The fifty is for you—your tip.”

The waitress’ smile went from ear to ear. “Thanks, Brock.”

“You’re welcome. Come along, Alicia.”

He walked her back to the waiting cab.

“Did you know something was going to happen?”

Brock shrugged. “I figured something was up as soon as they came in. Can you take us to Club Southside?”

“Sure can,” said the cabby. “You one of them Cerberus boys?”

Brock chuckled. “Guilty as charged.”

“I’d like to go home,” said Alicia.

“And I’d like it if you’d tell me who that guy really is and why he’s after you. I suspect neither of us is going to get what we want. If he knows you were at the Majestic, he most likely knows where you live. One of the secure suites up on the third floor will be much safer until we sort this out.”

Not having a better idea or an answer that would satisfy Brock, Alicia stared out the window of the cab as it sped through the night. Brock was probably right. Cerberus would be safer than her place. She could stay the night, get some sleep, and come up with a better plan. It beat the hell out of just running off into the night, trying to figure out her next move.

CHAPTER 5

BROCK

“Do you have any interest in telling me what’s really going on?” Brock asked, watching her carefully.

She turned away from the window to regard him coolly. “Not particularly,” she said and turned back to stare out into the darkness.

Brock chuckled. She was trying to play it cool, but her body language spoke of tension and fear.

“You know, that might work if you didn’t work for one of the most premier black ops security firms in the world. Obviously, Seth missed something in the background check, but when I tell him that, he’s going to go over everything with a fine-tooth comb. You might as well tell me.”

Alicia twisted in her seat and leaned forward. “I do not want to go to Cerberus. If you’re going to take me there, I’d like you to stop this cab and let me get out.”

The driver looked up into the rearview mirror to silently ask Brock what he wanted him to do.

“Lock the doors and proceed to Cerberus.”

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