“I am. I told you, I’ve got this, Pop. I’m not going to endanger her or the business.”
“Good, you should know Emilio plans to be there tonight.”
“Fuck,” I growl and ball my fists.
“He’s not going to get in the way, but he will be watching you and Oni. I just think you should be careful. He’s watching you more closely and you don’t want to make any wrong moves.”
“Thanks for the heads-up. Let’s get this over with. The boys at the warehouse will have to work overnight to pull this off.”
“My boys are ready at the docks as soon as it’s done,” he says.
“Sounds good.”
***
Me:Last target in the room. Go time.
Oni:Locked in. In progress.
I nod at my phone then put it away and refocus on the room. These motherfuckers deserve what’s about to happen. Each one of the targets has wronged me or my family in some way. Payback is a bitch.
It’s not like they don’t have insurance for the rides they’re about to lose. Some will take longer to replace, but it is what it is. I’m getting top dollar for the whips and the product that will be shipped with them.
Once the VIN numbers are wiped, no one will ever know we took them. I’m killing two birds with one stone. If the cars are searched when they reach their destination, the product will be in hidden compartments that will be impossible to find.
The cars are so expensive and heading to individuals no one wants to piss off, so even if they’re suspicious about what might be hidden in them, they’re not going to take them apart to confirm their suspicions.
The product will be taken out and transported before delivery to the new owners—newly customized with fresh papers.
“There you are,” Uncle Emilio croons. “I have someone I want you to meet.”
I turn to my uncle, and my head nearly explodes. Why the fuck is she here? This is the last thing I need right now.
“Juliana Abato, this is my nephew?—”
“No need for introductions. We’ve already met,” I grind out.
“Good to see you again, Rico. I was so excited when your uncle invited me out for a few weeks. I’m looking forward to spending some time with you,” Juliana says in that obnoxious voice of hers.
Just fucking great.
CHAPTER 15
Playing Games
Oni
“You know,I didn’t get it at first. Ten cars in less than five minutes,” Aldo says as he drives me to the party, this time in a Rolls-Royce.
“I could have done better,” I mutter.
I’m in the back seat, changing my sneakers out for my heels. I’m annoyed because I should have done it in four minutes. There was a guy lurking around car number three. He threw off my timing. Angelo, one of Rico’s guys, was a bit slow too.
I’ll have to talk to Rico about that. This is all about timing. If you can’t keep up with me, you shouldn’t be on the team.
I could have done the job faster by myself. I mumble under my breath as I shove my sneakers and the cape into a bag. I smooth my hands over my gold dress and check to make sure everything is in place.
“This is the second time you’ve impressed me. With you on his side, I don’t think I stand a chance against Rico for don. Hemakes a fucking killer lieutenant, and he isn’t even made yet. I have so much to learn from him,” Aldo says in admiration.
