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None of us disagrees. Rowan wanting to protect the perpetrator who assisted two deceased, nefarious crooks is unsettling. She must have her reasons. We’ll leave it to Piero to solve that enigma.
“There’s more of Lorenzo’s dirty money stashed out there—much more. I want those funds.”
I look at Atlas, trying to get a read on him. It’s difficult to decipher his thoughts when he normally has a hard look to his features. But Atlas appears thoughtful as he mulls over Piero’s words. “Is this money going toward a good cause?”
AKA: Is this going to help those victimized by the Bianchi mob?
“If taking down the heads of my family by whatever means necessary is a good cause, then yes.”
Bringing an end to a mafia family known for countless criminal activities, including dealing in human trafficking, is a score in our books. Our mercenary gigs are loaded with enough recovery missions. Knocking out the Bianchi’s flesh trade will ease some of our load stateside.
Atlas shows no outward emotion, but I can hear he’s pleased when he asks his next question. “Will you be needing our services when executing this agenda?”
Piero smirks. “I only hire the best. And I’ll be paying you with clean money—not my cousin’s.”
Clean cash is the only acceptable transaction our MC takes. Bonus for us.
Atlas looks at me, then Gauge and Punk. We nod in agreement. “Deal.” Atlas sticks out his hand.
They shake, signing my hacking skills over to Bianchi. “Excellent.” Piero turns his attention toward me. “I’ll have my tech team hand over everything we’ve collected to yours.”
“No rush,” I pipe up. “My tech team and I are going on assignment for a few weeks. I won’t have time to invest in your money recovery operation until we return.”
The mob don nods. “I’ll send it regardless. Better to have it available for when you’re ready.”
Atlas and Gauge walk Piero and his security detail out, while Punk and I remain seated in the conference room. I can’t help grinning at the delectable cyber challenge Piero laid in my lap.
Punk snorts at my expression. “God, you’re such a dork, getting hard over a hacking job.”
I punch him in the shoulder as I stand and head out of the room, laughing. “Love my work, but the boner in my pants is for your eldest sister.”
Behind me, Punk makes a gagging noise. “Sick bastard.”
CHAPTERTWELVE
SIMONE
Today has sucked a bag of dicks. It started off fine. I was in my perfect working groove before Chase walked his sexy ass into my office. He practically made me drool like one of Pavlov’s dogs, with his muscles straining through the fabric of his tight T-shirt and leather cut.
It’s been hellish, denying my longing for Chase. When I told him I needed time a year ago, it was to get over my loss before entering a relationship with anyone else. Chase tested me every day, but as time went on, I wasn’t sure why I was holding back anymore.
Not true. I knew why.
One, I didn’t want to get hurt. Two, I didn’t want to rush into another relationship. And three, if I was going to pursue Chase, I didn’t want him thinking he was my rebound. He deserved more than that, and I was slowly coming around to the idea of dating.
But everything went boots up when Gauge dropped the bomb that peckerhead Trent was going to be the liaison for our client.
Of all the people in the firm, they had to pick the one whose dick I want to cut off.
Then Chase had to get all growly and territorial, like a Neanderthal chasing suitors off his woman. Was it hot? Heck yeah, it was. But it wasn’t helping the current issue involving me working alongside my ex.
And then Atlas had to go full protective alpha, assigning Punk to babysit me.
Mom and Dad caught wind of the assignment, ya know, because no one knows how to keep their damn mouth shut in the club. I swear it’s worse than middle school kid gossip. When I stepped into their gaudy-looking cottage for dinner, I knew I’d get an earful.
Mom squawks at me like a mother hen. Her small arms flutter animatedly at her sides as she scolds me, adding to the whole chicken vibe. “Simone Eira Holland, don’t you dare consider following through with this case. The team can manage fine without you.”
They could. But with my help, the case would go faster. Smoother. They need me.
