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“Yes, sir.”
He stood in front of me. “You only need eight men for this job?”
I looked him in his eyes. “You know too many bikers around these parts brings unwanted attention on the streets. If the client wants to be unseen, we have to be unseen with him.”
He nodded. “Very well. Change of plans--”
“Go figure,” Benji murmured.
My eyes slowly panned over to my cousin and I heard my father’s anger already bubbling in his veins.
“What did you just say?” he asked.
Benji swallowed hard. “Nothing, sir.”
Dad marched in front of him. “Don’t you lie to me.”
I butted in. “He’s right, though.”
Dad turned his anger toward me again. “Want to try that again?”
I shook my head. “No, I’m good.”
He narrowed his eyes. “Yes, this week has been tense. Mr. Dean has pushed the date back on us a couple of times. That’s what happens when delivering a premium service, however. People expect premium treatment.”
I nodded. “Yep.”
Dad stared at me for a long time. “Ready for the details? Or do you and the boys want to keep being smartasses?”
“Ready when you are, sir.”
He nodded. “Good. Our client is already at his hotel. There’s a business meeting he’s conducting tonight. He wants the lot of you to meet him at the hotel, escort him to the meeting, and case the building while the meeting is being held.”
“We can get it done.”
“You are to stay with him during the meeting, then get him back to the hotel. I’ve already informed Mr. Dean that if he wants a change in the itinerary on your watch, you need to radio me first. Got it?”
I licked my lips. “Got it.”
“Good. Now, get the hell out of here and get to the hotel. You’re expected within the hour.”
I whistled through my teeth and my men started for the front door. I stared my father down one last time, letting him know how absolutely disgusted I was with how this man was already yanking our chain. All week, we’d stood by our phones. All week, we’d waited for this inconsiderate asswipe to come into town. All I could hope for now was smooth transitions for the time we guarded this man.
Though I knew better than to expect something like that.
The guys fell in line behind me as we rode through town. The small mounted GPS on my bike handlebar guided me tow
ard La Grenvan Rouge, and the closer we got the more expensive things became. The rundown brick buildings I was used to turned into fashion boutiques and overpriced coffee shops. The dollar stores became Targets and the seedy gas stations because ‘refueling’ stations. And when we pulled up to the front of the hotel, I gazed up at the reflective mirrored expanse of the hotel’s black façade.
Yep. This place had some serious money sunk into it.
“Max?”
My eyes quickly found the tinny tenor voice that had dictated my name.
“Yes?” I asked.
A tall, spindly man came up to me and stuck out his hand.
