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Decker shakes his head again and walks to the pool table, leaning and crossing his arms.
“We need a game plan for when Cade makes his move. First, Decker, update us on the Mexicans. Any closer to Pablo Garcia?” I ask, referring to the head of the Mexican Cartel.
He rubs his forehead.
“Fine, we’ll drop it for now. But yeah, I think I have a lead. Older guy, named Carlos, living in Eldorado. There are a few rumors that indicate he could be our guy. It’ll take me some time to get to him.”
What?
My eyes widen.
It’s rare I get excited these days. Every single lead has been a dead one. Especially in Mexico, where there are about seven trillion million Carlos’.
An exaggeration, obviously.
“Fuck man, you couldn’t have led with that?” I say, laughing, and the tension in the room lifts as Mack and Nathan join me.
An hour later, there’s still no reply on my phone, and my heart rate is increasing. Something’s wrong. Mia is not this stubborn.
I text George, and he confirms she hasn’t left, but I’m ready to go.
Decker gave us a good, detailed rundown on what’s happening across the border and their plans stateside. Nathan did the same with the Mancini mob. Some of it, including my plans to marry Mia—incoming family members, including influential mobsters from Sicily and Rome next month.
“Guess we’re not standing up for you, huh,” Decker says, shrugging.
These two are my best friends.
I can’t imagine not having them with me while I make such a huge life decision. We’ve killed to protect each other while serving, and now, they have put their lives on hold to help me avenge my family.
Sure, they each have their own reasons for doing it, but every day, I remind myself how grateful and fucking lucky I am to know these two men.
And Mack.
We didn’t serve together. He joined a few years after us, but when we met, just before I retired, I knew he was someone I could trust. We stayed in contact, then three years ago, he contacted me and said he wanted in.
I laughed at him and said I didn’t know what he was talking about. The way he stared at me across the table we were having a drink at told me all I needed to know.
“You don’t know what I’m doing.”
“I know whatever it is, it’s a worthy cause, and I’m fucking drifting out here. I need a purpose and know you’re a good man,” Mack said.
“I’m not,” I replied honestly. I was a man full of rage with a need to destroy the people who fucked up my life by assassinating my family. Instead of growing up with parents, I was sent away to a boarding school full of rich assholes and strict teachers.
It had been pure hell.
No one had told me it was okay to grieve or be sad. All I had were my memories of their deaths, the dead looks in their eyes as I crawled out of the space under the stairs, and a detective who gave me a new life.
Detective Scott saved my life, but I was still left with the big question I wasn’t sure I wanted the answer to.
Why?
No one knew about the boxes or the key.
“Yeah, you are, Barrett. Saying you’re not just proves it,” Mack said.
“Give me a week,” I replied, and after checking with the other Dark Kings, we invited him into the group.
I never looked back.
