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Ignatius turned gray and shook his head. “I…I don’t know anything.”
“Are you prepared to bet your life on that?” Ben growled out.
Colt knew exactly what Ben needed, so he reached to his belt and stepped forward. The overhead lights glinted on the honed edge of the blade the Son held in his palm.
“Not only will I leave the entrails of the bastard who went after my family on the ground at his feet.” Benjamin’s tone was chilling as he gave that bastard his entire focus. “I’ll go after his family, wives, mothers, children. I would kill and keep killing until I ended his bloodline.” He glanced at the desk and reached over to grab a large picture, staring at the massive family all crammed into the one frame. “That’s a lot of lives in your hands, Ignatius. I’d think very carefully before I spoke.”
“You can’t,” the bastard whimpered, his eyes so damn wide I could see the whites all the way around.
Flashes of Cassius’ terrified expression slammed into me.
“I can,” Ben answered, leaning down. “So help me God, I can. Because I’ve done it before.”
Ignatius unleashed a low, sickened sound and shook his head. There were tears in his eyes, thick ugly tears that slipped down his cheeks. My fingers clenched into fists. They were all the same…those sinners.
“Tell us what we want to know,” I croaked, my breaths racing. “Or be prepared to meet God’s wrath.”
He shifted that watery gaze my way. “I…I know nothing. All I have is a contact. That’s all, Haelstrom never gave me the details. He said he had to be careful, his cargo was too precious.”
“Cargo?” Benjamin growled.
We all knew what that meant.
Kat and his daughter.
“Give us the name.” Ben wrenched his shirt, dragging his gaze back. “You lie to me and I’ll fucking destroy you.”
“L-leroy Hay-Hastings.” The lawyer blubbered.
Benjamin shoved him backwards so hard the chair skidded and slipped, then fell forward and landed upright.
“Where can we find him?”
He shook his head. “I…I don’t know.”
Ben flicked the knife upwards, leaving the lawyer riveted by the movement. “He’s not a lawyer, some seedy bastard in Helenstown. That’s all I know…I swear, that’s all I know.”
Benjamin grabbed his shirt and yanked him forward. “And I believe you. You should thank your maker for that.” With one savage slash, he dragged the blade across the lawyer’s throat. Blood spurted instantly. I jolted, wrenching my focus to the smear on the knife before I looked back.
The lawyer’s wide eyes were fixed on Benjamin as though he couldn’t quite comprehend what just happened.
“W-what?” He spluttered, releasing a red torrent that streamed down his chest.
Benjamin was engulfed with the spurt as he stepped forward. It cut across his chest and dripped to the floor as he bent and wiped the blade on Ignatius’ shirt, before he stepping back. “No one comes after my family and lives. You can die knowing this ends here, your family is safe.”
But that meant little for him. He died like that, staring straight ahead. Just bled and bled and bled until the crimson mess had soaked into his shirt and stuck to his skin. Benjamin glanced at the USB in the back of the computer, then slowly peeled the glove off one hand and gave the blade back to Colt.
I tore my focus from that empty, dead stare and found the gaze of the stone-cold killer in front of me. “What do we do now?”
“Now we find Leroy Hastings,” Benjamin said coldly, folding his gloves and handing them to his man behind us. “And we keep going until we find where this piece of shit is hiding. We give him nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. If I have to kill every man in this goddamn city to do it, then so be it.”
I’d seen Riven kill out of pure desperation.
I’d even seen men shot in the head as he knelt alongside us on the filthy landing dock of The Order.
But I’d never seen anything like that.
Cold.
