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“Then we remove him. Rough him up. Cut pieces off him until he talks.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose. “And if this guy has connections that are deeper than a little drug dealing on the side?”
“It’s cut—”
“Someone’s selling shit cut with other dangerous shit. Addictive shit. Will get you dead if you do too much shit. That’s happened. And we can’t stop that. The only people we can stop are the ones we have distributing and dealing, and they don’t go near there.”
“Nothing big is going through, not at a different rate.” Leo looks at me. “Doesn’t mean someone isn’t doing some side work with what we have.”
“Too localized, Leo.” I sigh. “I’m not fucking happy, especially with it being the place your sister works. A place that we have connections to via association. And that guy, if he’s just who he is on paper, then taking him out still means there’s another problem.”
“We take him, make him talk.”
“And if he’s bigger? If the connections are big enough? He’s the sort that just might be waiting for that.”
“A willing sacrifice?” Leo frowns, and he straightens up. “In connection to the rat?”
“We caught the rat, or at least part of the operation. Or what we were meant to.”
I don’t finish what I’m saying. I don’t have to.
“Or the expendable part of something bigger. And expendable, as in they didn’t know.”
“Yeah.”
“Fuck.”
I shrug. “We could be wrong here, and he’s just small, or small and good at hiding his past and whoever he works for. But it’s worth finding out before we bring him in, Leo. If he’s working for someone small and not connected to any other troubles, we can take it all out.”
“Mia’s coming back with me.”
“Fine.” I look at him. “I’ll wait while she says no and either shoots you or rips you a brand new, shiny asshole. I’m here. Protecting her. The idea is it looks like we’re a couple.”
“And are you?”
I don’t answer.
Leo stalks up to me and stares down. He’s formidable. So am I. I stay where I fucking am. “What are your intentions?”
“My intentions are to make sure Mia doesn’t get harmed again. Same as yours.”
“No, see, I don’t want to fuck my sister.”
“Good to know.”
“You’re a smartass, Christian. Smartasses sometimes have a very short shelf life.”
“Are we done?”
“No. What are your intentions? Because that was pretty fucking intimate what I walked in on, and—”
“Careful. I know you’re the boss, but I’ll punch you if needed.”
“Intentions, Christian?”
“None of your fucking business.” I get up then. But only because there are some fucking delicious aromas hitting the air. Yep, that’s the only reason.
Leo smiles.
