“I believe Anton is telling the truth. I’m not saying he’s the sharpest tool in the box, but he is behind the deal and the murder of Autumn’s husband.”
Mitch clenched his fist at the reference to Terrell. “If that’s the case, none of this makes sense. Why would Allen leave Anton alive knowing he went behind his back, and who is really running the Cobras?”
“Allen is most definitely in charge still, but I get the feeling there’s dissent within the gang.”
“I want to talk to him.”
Deck nodded as he and Mitch stepped towards Anton. Waggs, Reid, and Blake were with Hench, and Alex and Jack were questioning Midas.
Dragging the hood from his head with a jerk, Mitch glared at Anton Williams. “I hear you’re the mastermind behind this chemical weapons deal.”
Anton’s greedy eyes lit up with pride. “Yes, I am.”
“Seems we have ourselves a player.” He glanced at Deck with chuckle and Anton gave a nervous laugh.
“Allen thinks he’s in charge, but he’ll soon see who’s really calling the shots at the Cobras.”
“Not Allen then?”
“No, he’s lost it. He wouldn’t take the deal, didn’t want us involved with chemical weapons. Thinks that innocent lives will be lost, but I showed him.”
Mitch could see the excitement in his eyes. “Yeah, how so?”
“Verena knows he’s weak. If she doesn’t hear from me in the next twelve hours she’ll have her team kill every man in the silo, including Allen.”
Mitch’s gut tightened at the truth he heard in the man’s words. “Why kill Terrell though if he was the mind behind the formula?”
“Terrell handed his balls to his wife. She wanted him out, so he tried to bail. Allen was going to let him, but I showed that idiot. I killed him and made it look like Allen. I was so close to getting rid of Allen.”
Mitch rubbed his bottom lip before leaning back on his heels and crossing his arms. “So, let me get this straight. You killed your brother-in-law, set Allen up for the fall, brokered the deal for the chemicals, and have a failsafe in case you get caught?”
“Exactly.”
“But you’ll still end up in jail for all that.”
Anton laughed. “I’ll run the Cobras from the inside, don’t be a fool, man. I have the power now. Allen will die and will make my men rich.”
“Hench and Midas in on this?”
“Yes, they hated the direction Allen was taking the Cobras too. He suddenly grew a conscience like a fucking pussy.”
“Who checks the silo operation?”
“Allen does daily but not for long. Verena will kill him soon, wipe out his entire team and put ours in.”
“How many men?”
“Allen has twenty soldiers, but Verena is sending in double that amount.”
Mitch tipped his head. “Are you really that stupid, Anton, or is this a game?”
“What the fuck does that mean?” Anton’s arrogance had turned to bluster now.
“Well, if Verena has the silo set up, has the people to work on the formula, what does she need you for?”
“I’m her right-hand man.”
“You’re a fucking moron. You’re as good as dead, you just don’t know it.”