Page 334 of Dangerous as Sin


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“He’s never been so reckless,” I said, suspicion overriding the urge to crow with excitement.

“Maybe he’s ready for this to be over,” Ari suggested.

“I know I fucking am. Thanks, you guys. Rat, text me the address.”

“You got it.”

I disconnected the call and set the phone aside. Gathering Marina more fully into my arms, I sat holding her until my phone buzzed. Groaning, I forced myself to slip out from under her and dress. The last thing I wanted to do was leave. The need to crawl back into bed and fuck her again was so overwhelming I almost did.

Shaking my head, I left her sleeping in my tangled sheets so I could go track down our enemy. If I was lucky I could get there, kill Eric, and get back before she woke up.

I shoved Drew’s door open without bothering to knock. A sweet butt’s head shot up, her eyes sleepy. I grinned at her and smacked my palm against the door, waking him up in the process. “Get the fuck up. Rat called.”

That’s all I’d say in front of the woman Drew had fucked last night, but it was all I needed to say. His dark eyes met mine and he nodded, shoving away from the woman.

I walked downstairs and sat at the clubhouse bar, waiting for him to join me. As soon as he did, I was out of my seat. It was early and no one was around as we walked out to our bikes.

Tossing my phone to him, I straddled my bike. “Eric is there.”

He stared down at the location on the GPS and nodded. “Let’s get this over with.”

I pulled my Glock out from where I’d shoved it into the back of my jeans. Forcing the slide back, I double checked that there was a round in the chamber. We’d be going in with pistols. Riding around this city with rifles on our backs was just a little too obvious. We’d attract too much attention. I could only hope that we didn’t end up walking into more than we could chew.

We were deadly. It was the reason Cade trusted us to take out Eric, but even we could end up outnumbered. Eric had far too many allies. The Texas Syndicate was far reaching and it had allowed him to hide from us for far too long.

It didn’t take us long to make it across the city. We parked up the block and left our bikes. Approaching the house on foot, we kept a look out for anything suspicious. They shouldn’t know we were coming, but we couldn’t afford to let our guard drop. The house was on the outskirts of the city, but there were still homes everywhere, surrounding us. We were going to have to do this fast and get the fuck out before the cops were called.

The house looked like all the others surrounding it. The windows were dark and I hoped Eric and whoever else was inside were still sleeping. That would give us the element of surprise.

Drew looked around the quiet streets as we stepped up to the front door. I took a lock picking set out of my back pocket. One of my MC brothers’ old ladies had shown me how to do this.

A few minutes and the flick of my wrist and the door opened. Everything inside was dark and quiet. I put the tools back into my pocket and pulled my gun out. Drew did the same and we stepped into the home, shutting the door quietly behind us.

We began systematically searching the rooms. I frowned when we found the second room empty. What the hell? A door slamming and feet pounding had my head jerking toward the back of the house. Without much thought, I ran.

Two guys booked it out the back door and across the lawn. I holstered my pistol as I sprinted after them. One was over the back fence before I could reach him, but my hand closed over the second man’s ankle. Giving a hard yank, I jerked him off the fence and watched as he landed on his back on the grass.

Lifting my boot to his neck, I leaned forward, putting enough force on his throat for it to be a threat. His eyes widened. It wasn’t Eric. I swallowed back my disappointment and let the anger rise. The fucker had managed to escape us again. He was like a damn cockroach.

The man below my boot froze. His eyes hardened and I knew we weren’t going to get anything out of him. Didn’t mean I wasn’t going to enjoy trying.

The man struggled against our hold as we picked him up and carried him back into the house. I was holding his feet and I growled in fury as he tried to get his foot loose so he could kick me. Fucker didn’t know what was coming his way. Or maybe he did and that’s why he was fighting like this. He wasn’t getting out of this alive.

Once we got inside, I left Drew to deal with the guy and went into the attached garage. Picking up the roll of duct tape, I whistled as I walked back over to the kitchen. Drew held him still while I taped his arms behind him and his legs to the chair.

Tossing the tape away, I pulled out my knife. I tested the sharpness of the blade with my thumb. “Was that Eric with you?”

His eyes widened, but he didn’t speak. We’d come so close to catching the fucker. How he managed to keep slipping away was beyond me, but it explained why he’d been in charge of the Texas Syndicate.

We’d learned pretty quickly—thanks to Rat and Ari—that the gang wasn’t exclusive to Texas. They had offshoots all over the country. The California Syndicate, for example, was here in San Francisco. They were how Eric had managed to evade us in every city we’d followed him to. He was drawing on their resources to remain hidden.

Not for much longer. In my gut, I knew this was coming to an end. Eric was going to exhaust the good graces of his fellow Syndicates. They would tire of constantly hiding him.

I watched as Drew landed a couple of punches to the guy’s face and stomach. Blood dripped from his mouth. Drew liked to pound on our enemies. I enjoyed using them like a pin cushion, only my pin was quite a bit bigger.

“If you talk, we’ll make this quick and painless,” I offered as I sliced the edge of my blade lengthwise over his thigh.

His scream was high-pitched as his skin parted and the knife bit deep into his leg. I watched as blood poured, enjoying the sight. My father would be fucking horrified if he knew what his son had become. Not that I gave a shit. Nothing I could ever do would make him proud, so I’d stopped trying. I’d made myself into the man I was today and found a new family. I was happy with what I had.

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