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“Motherfucking liar,” I hiss. “Talk, talk right the fuck now or Iwillkill you.”

“Please no, I beg you no.” He holds his hands up when I strike him once more. “Please… don’t kill me.”

“Then talk.”

“I don’t know anything.” Beads of sweat form on his upper lip.

I could almost believe him.Almost.He gives a convincing act, but mostly people like him all do that. They allactto save themselves. The fact that he’s trying so hard and dishing more lies is a tell that he’s more scared of the other guys than he is of me. So it’s time to take things up a notch.

Without warning I throw my knife straight into his thigh. He screams and wails when I reach for another. I carry a set with me that come in handy for times like this when I happen upon the stubborn fucktards.

“I got three more for you, apart from this,” I chant as he starts howling from the pain. “One’s reserved for your dick. Or I may just accelerate your death,” I sneer pulling the trigger back.

“Pleeeeessssse, no.” Now he starts crying. He cries harder when I press the barrel of the gun to his head.

“Cole, I’m serious as fuck,” I growl. This has gone on longer than it should have. I hold the knife closer and press the gun to his head.

“They offered me a million dollars,” he whimpers and I glance from Nick to Gabe.

Jesus Christ. I was fucking right. He was lying. What if we’d been schmucks who accepted the lies and walked away believing him?

I know now to pay attention.

One million. That’s one hell of a lot for a guy who works the bar, which tells me he must have some type of skills that are one million worthy.

“That’s a fuck of a lot of money,” I bark.

“I know right? All that time in college and all the shitty jobs I’ve done. One sick mother I had to sell my arm and leg to take care of just to keep her alive. I was rewarded handsomely I think for my special abilities.”

“Keep fucking talking.” I hit him again and he flinches. He seems to bounce between fear and humor.

“They think yous have too much power.” He looks to me. “The only person they could get to work with them was Stephanou Portalou. They offered him five million and intel that it was you people who tipped off the feds.”

This fucker seems to know a whole lot. I hate the chill that races down my spine. Mostly I hate that I’m right. I figured it out, the main parts.

“How? How did they get such intel, Cole? What sort of special abilities do you have?” That’s the golden question. It’s clearly a rat but I want to know how they’re working. If Vincent didn’t tell us or Pa he was talking with feds, he wouldn’t have told anybody else. Even if the person had seen him, this stuff is specific nitty gritty. It’s details that links right the fuck back to him.To us.

“All your systems are hacked,” Cole answers and starts laughing.

That chill spreads over my body. “What?”

“Everything is bugged. Me and the boys have been following and listening in on you for months. Me and my team of hackers.” He coughs and blood trickles down his nose. That’s not from me hitting him. “We know everything. When you eat, when you sleep, when you fuck, who you work with, the contracts you sign. All so clever. All so very clever.” He nods with excitement and continues his chant. “All that information, wow. Just had to find the right thing you see, and play the cards right, point the finger at the right guy and you bring certain people back home. Vincent really should vet the people he works with a little closer. Never know who can be working for certain people the way Lawrence was for Stephanou.” He starts laughing now like there really is something funny.

Sure there is. It’s because we’re a joke to him.

We’ve become a joke.

“Who’s the rat, Cole?” I ask. “It’s clear we must have one hell of an infestation.”

“Don’t know who he is. Not a damn clue, I just know he’s real good. Smooth too and has the hook up. Everything was done in one afternoon. One hacker, one team of guys willing and able to take you people down and we were rocking and rolling. You might be able to fight off the Fontaines like you did last time, but Salvatore you and I both know you don’t stand a chance against a guy like Stephanou much less his crew. Kill or be killed. In your case it’s killed.” He laughs loud and hard until tears roll down his cheek.

What a tangled mess of shit. I lift my gaze to Gabe and Nick.

Cole laughs harder. “I’ll be the happiest man alive when he kills you all dead. One million and for all my hard work I get to fuck all your dolls. I’m starting with yours Salvatore. I’m going to enjoy making her scream.”

The bullet leaves my gun and lodges in his head long before Nick and Gabe can even pull their triggers back. Blood splatters on me but I’m too numb to move.

Yes, I figured out some stuff but it was just pieces of the shit.

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