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“What did he say?”
“He said he heard you hadn’t been at the bar or casino as much. He wanted to see if you were at the hotel. And I told him…”
“You told himwhat?” Venom laces my words.
“I told him we hadn’t heard from you since the night that the young woman was removed from the hotel.”
Mother fucking hell!
“I will deal with you later. If I were you, I’d start packing my desk.”
And run. I don’t mention this part, because I’m going to take deep satisfaction in killing this little rat. Going outside, I do something I never expected to have to do. I pull out my phone and call Henri.
“What?”
“We have a problem.”
He snorts. “So now there’s a ‘we’? I don’t think so, Luca.”
“Guillaume D’Arque was at the hotel asking questions.”
“What?”
“And my fucking hotel manager told him I hadn’t been around since the night Dove was removed. He’s a smart man and it won’t be hard for him to piece things together.”
I’m met with silence, which isn’t exactly what I expected.
Finally, Henri says, “I can meet you in ten minutes.”
“The bar?”
“No, my place. I’m going to need weapons.”
Ending the call, I tell Pierre where we’re headed and then gaze out the window. D’Arque is going to find out the hard way what it means to fuck with me and my property.
* * *
Days bleed into each other as Henri and I work side by side, trying to flush out D’Arque. He’s a crafty bastard and we miss him by an inch each day. If George Peters wasn’t already dead, I’d suspect he was helping D’Arque hide. Henri and I are in one of our warehouses, cleaning up our latest kill, when my phone rings.
“You good?”
Henri grunts, and I walk to the other room before answering.
“Midas. To what do I owe the pleasure to.”
“Cut the bullshit, Di Bello. What in the fuck is going on?”
“I do not know what you mean.”
“I’ve been getting daily reports on the carnage you’re creating. If they weren’t all linked to Guillaume D’Arque, I’d be worried.”
Midas knows of the beef between our families. He’s also in agreement that the city will be better without him around.
“Just getting rid of a few bad seeds.”
“Cut the bull. If you need help, just say so. Ronan is chomping at the bit to kill someone. Huntsman feels the same. And you know the Behr brothers are always up for some house cleaning.”
The chainsaw turns on in the other room and I move further away, hoping the sound doesn’t carry.
