Page 29 of Dark Corruption


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Tapping my fingers against the steering wheel, I scoured for an answer, eventually settling on checking her social media. Ruby followed The Loft and had a public Instagram account. Although she hadn’t posted anything to her stories, I found a picture where Cora was tagged, buried far down her page.

Her account was private.

With a groan, I threw my phone onto the passenger seat. I’d just have to wait in the car until she showed up.

Within minutes, my phone began to thrum on the leather, the screen lighting up. Mac’s name flashed, and I sighed, taking my brother’s call.

‘What’s up?’

‘Caught one of the little punks who works for us trying to give information about our next drop to your pal Edwards.’

Narrowing my eyes, I tried to make the pieces of the puzzle fit. Edwards was behind the attacks on our shipments? Sure, Logan had handed his ass to him, but it hardly seemed motivation enough to start a fucking war.

‘Where are you holding him?’

‘The warehouse on Old Brick Lane. You want me to wait for you?’

Glancing back at the empty-looking apartment, I tipped my head back against the seat. ‘Yeah, give me twenty.’

‘We caught him filming the shipments. He was sending their destination and route to a number that traced to one of Edwards’ men,’ Mac explained, as we walked through the cold warehouse, our footsteps echoing in the cavernous space.

‘Has anyone tracked down Edwards?’ I asked.

‘No, but we’re on it. Looks like he’s gone to ground. What could his end game be?’

‘I don’t know,’ I replied, cracking my knuckles. ‘But I guess it’s time to find out.’

A smattering of men hung around the bound, bleeding man on the floor.

Most were faces I knew well enough, but there were two younger guys who weren’t a usual part of my team.

‘Who’re they?’ I asked Mac.

‘New intake. Testing them out.’

My eyes narrowed as I recognised one of them, and yet, I struggled to place him out of context. While I turned the bound man over and analysed the deep gash on his head, it suddenly clicked—that recruit was the man who’d been with Ruby.

He stood cock-sure, leaning against a tall pallet of boxes, watching nonchalantly as I gripped the bound man by the chin.

‘Thought you could double-cross us, did you?’ I said. I expected fear or anger, but I didn’t expect him to spit in my face. Wiping the gelatinous glob off my cheek, I laughed.

‘You’ve picked the wrong side, kid.’

‘Fuck you. Edwards is going to string you and your pathetic brothers up by their bollocks.’

‘Mate, I was going to kill you nice and clean for being a stupid fuck, but running your mouth is just going to draw it out. You don’t get it, do you? Edwards doesn’t give a flying fuck what happens to you. When they tell him you’re dead, he probably won’t even remember which one of his minions you were.’ The man swallowed hard as I spoke. ‘There’s a hundred more who will happily take your place in a heartbeat. You know why? Because he’d know you have no loyalty. A man who can be so easily swayed from my side to his is useful for a job or two. No-one likes a man who can be bought by the highest bidder.’

The man squirmed as I let go of his chin.

‘I take it you’ll not be giving me Edwards’ location?’

‘Fuck off, McGowan scum.’

‘You don’t care that in an hour you’ll be dead? Don’t you want to plead for clemency? Beg me to spare you?’

The man spat again, and I sighed. So be it.

I fetched the nozzled can from the workstation in the corner, hunting through the different options before selecting my weapon.

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