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If the information Arlo received earlier in the day was true, it meant they had planned an attack tonight. There wasn’t another reason to stay docked in a marina aside from trying to avoid detection by reducing traffic.
“His soldiers move around the boat wearing casual beachwear to avoid suspicion. Casper is going to assure our path is clear to access the boat. He should be quiet.”
Casper hadn’t received his name solely for his bald head. The soldier was as quiet as a ghost.
“Rana will be close behind Casper to give us the signal for us to follow along with Sergio and Mimmo.”
Seven of us in one boat. Too many footfalls, too much noise. Once inside, nothing could be predicted. Not within the short time we had to execute the attack before authorities were notified.
We had to be clean, quiet.
At least until the end,my demon whispered.
“You mentioned twelve. Who are the other five?” I asked, my eyes taking in the calm port.
“Emilio and four of his men will be on standby.” Arlo didn’t feel the capo was needed.
“Good work,” I mumbled and fished my phone for any notifications.
“Fuck off.” He scoffed out a chuckle.
My eyes slid to his and while mine warned, Arlo’s gleamed for slaughter, excited and eager to inflict pain.
“Lucca?” Viktor’s voice chimed in my right ear.
I glanced out the window and replied in Russian. “Da.” Yes.
We all waited for his voice to come through our earpieces.
“I’ve disabled all video and internet access. The perimeter is for half a mile, but I have no clear view from above.” I didn’t miss the irritation in his tone. “I can’t go low enough past the mist without detection. You’ll be going in blind.”
So be it.
“Andiamo,”Let’s go, I ushered in Italian, and opened the door to the sound of seagulls and the smell of the seashore.
A boat’s horn blared from far, and a mixture of music blended from the few boats that lit the marina. Ilias and Arlo walked before me, and I tapped my knuckles on Ilias’s back.
I met the hard touch of his thin bulletproof vest that hid beneath his clothing.
Good.
Ilias didn’t react. He knew what I was doing. I did the same to Arlo, but instead my knuckle connected to his flesh. Hard and unprotected.
His face swiveled halfway, revealing his broad smile and thirsty eyes.
I couldn’t fault his perturbed ways, the high risk, and the game of death we played. I was addicted to its drug too and treated every hit as if it could be my last, knowing one day the trip would end with a bad blow. But today, I couldn’t take that risk.
I held the safety ofthemand the syndicate.
I held Katia’s safety.
Streetlights shone over the main boardwalk that connected the darkened aisles of docked boats. My gaze was aimed at one row in particular in the west corner. I didn’t need light to see how the yacht swayed at the end.
Our walk to meet my men was short. They all hid beneath the night and underneath the shelter of overgrown woods behind the large storage building.
Emilio stepped forward and offered his hand. I shook it and faced everyone.
“In and out. Be quiet and don’t be seen. Got it?”
