Page 21 of Fate's Dice


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Mierda.

"If she knew what Smokes was, she most likely kept Dice’s existence a secret to protect her.”

“That’s my thinking too. There’s one more thing, Boss. You know that crazy motherfucker from Las Vegas?”

My brows furrow, “What the fuck does Manuel Ibarra have to do with Dice?”

Manuel Ibarra is known as the Vegas King. He’s a deadly guy. I’ve never met him personally but have spoken many times over the phone. We do business together. Since I don’t use my own city to wash my money, I launder it through his casinos, and he buys my guns and drugs. The guy is from Mexico, though word is he’s a Chicago son but that’s just the rumor.

The Vegas King is a cartel Boss. He has connections all over and most recently, he’s shaken hands with the Don of New York, Andino Renzetti, and the newest Mexico Cartel Donna, Camila Blanca. But what the fuck does he have to do with Dice?

“This is unconfirmed but it’s too detailed to be anything but truth. His last name is known as Ibarra but that’s his mother’s maiden name. Before Raquel, Julian had a short fling with another girl from the neighborhood. She disappeared not long after she had Manuel but popped back up on the radar in Mexico, with the Ibarra Cartel.”

“If this is true, then the Vegas King is Dice’s half-brother, but why didn’t she tell Julian she was pregnant?” I’m fucking stunned. Does Raquel know all this? Probably, how can such a huge secret never show its face?

“Fuck if I know, but maybe she saw him and Raquel together and didn’t think she should?”

“Maybe.” I rub at my temple as a migraine begins to take hold, “What about the cocksucker who is stalking Dice?”

Hector stays quiet for a moment as he clicks away on his encrypted computer. Hector is not only brawn and strength, but also a fucking wizard with anything electronic. He takes care of it all.

Need hacking? He can do it and get away clean. Need to empty offshore accounts? He’ll do it in seconds.

With his wallet chains, leather wrist bands, and wired rimmed glasses, Hector looks like a greaser hipster. All he has to do is give a smile and he can disarm a person almost instantly.

But even a wolf can wag his tail like a puppy. That doesn’t mean he won’t rip your throat out the moment you expose it.

This is why I’ve enlisted him to look into this situation with Dice. I have faith that he’ll be able to find someone who would rather slink in the shadows.

“I haven’t gotten a name yet but I’m running multiple servers on it. So far, I’ve found that this guy has been watching her every day for the past month, Leo.”

Listen, I know that Dice is delectable, and she keeps me in a semi-hard state but stalking the woman for a month is just fucking whacked out. Who the fuck does that besides a skin-wearing psycho?

Everyone has their kinks and that’s none of my business, but I read the texts. This fucker doesn’t just have a thing for voyeurism, no, this ballsack wants to kill her.

“A fucking month? This is the first contact he’s made with her. He’s made himself and his intentions known which means his obsession with her has become deadly.” I’m mostly speaking to myself, but Hector agrees.

“Dice doesn’t seem to have a social footprint so this must be someone she has some sort of connection with. Either a customer she served at some point who she was friendly with or possibly an ex. But again, Dice has no social media accounts so finding any links between her and the guy are almost nonexistent. The only paper trail I’ve been able to find are her childhood schooling and medical along with job applications and phone records.”

I mull that over for a second as I light a joint and lean back against the seat.

My Mercedes is like my second office. I do a lot of my best thinking here. I’m not sure why that is but the bullet proof exterior quiets all the outside noise and gives me a sense of peace… peace I wish was inside my head.

“How close has he been to her?”

“Cell towers have put him right outside her door for the last week, brother.”

What the fuck?This shouldn’t surprise me but what the fuck?

Stages of a stalker can range, but if this guy has been obsessed with her for a month and is just now starting to get closer to her, yeah, the fucker has to go. Not just for Dice but for the sake of all women.

“Hey, Leo. You sure this girl is worth it?”

I don’t answer right away. I’m not a man to speak without thinking and Hector’s words make me pause. Is she worth the trouble? Maybe not but I couldn’t turn away now, not when I know she is in danger ofit puts the lotion in the baskettype of situation.

Besides, Dice is the only woman who has actually sparked something in me. Something more than a quick lusty session of fucking.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a good guy but with Dice, I kind of want to be a flowers and date kind of man. But I won’t admit that to my right-hand man.

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