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“Get your ass on the road. They just picked up the brother from a bar a couple blocks away from the hotel we’ve been staying at.”
“Nicky?” I asked.
“Yeah.”
“Who picked him up?” I asked, already running down the hallway of the apartment building.
“Two of Colin’s favorite enforcers.”
“Fuck. Goddamnit.”
“My thinking is… they’re going to bring him to his sister, right? If Colin found us out, he knows that he will hurt each of them worst by hurting the other one where they can see.”
“Yeah. That tracks. Point me in a direction.”
With that, Nino followed them, and I rushed to catch up with Nino.
“They’re taking him into the building,” Nino said in my ear as I climbed out of my car and went to the trunk to grab a gun. “I can’t see shit. But there is another car here. And light on what looks like the third floor. You know what this building is, right?” he asked as I looked around, trying to find a building around that had the right angle and height.
We needed to see in.
It was too risky to go in blind.
“Yeah, I know what building it is,” I said as I ran around my chosen building to get inside and go up the stairs.
It was one of the two buildings Colin owned where bad shit happened to people who were probably innocent of everything but pissing him off.
“I’m going to go in,” Nino said, voice low. “Just in case.”
“Yeah. Good. Keep your earpiece in. I will tell you what I see as soon as I get into place,” I told him as I busted the lock to the roof, then moved out onto it, keeping low in case anyone was looking out the windows.
Taking a couple slow, deep breaths, I moved to the edge of the roof, setting up my gun stand, then quickly mounting my gun with one of my best scopes.
Was it overkill for the job?
Sure.
But there wasn’t any room for error on this.
“Okay. I see the enforcers bringing in Nicky,” I told Nino, and relaying it out loud was helping me focus past the panic coursing through my system, frantic and unfamiliar, but undeniable.
My gaze moved across the room, finding the other brother, Lucas.
Then, finally, there she was.
Cammie.
Zip tied to a chair with bruises and blood on her face.
If Colin wasn’t around, that meant she’d most likely gotten that damage from her own damn brother.
“Eyes on Cammie,” I said. “Strapped to a chair.”
I watched as some words were spoken, and then Nicky was rushing toward his sister, trying to use himself as a shield.
At least she had one loyal family member.
But he took a pistol whip to the face, sending him down on his knees.
