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“You good?” Arlo uttered with careful eyes.
No. I was losing my edge. Losing my control to my demon.
“Shit,” Ilias cursed, and all eyes zeroed on him. “We got five minutes.”
My demon chuckled.
Without a single word, I walked away from the body on the ground and headed to the door.
“Start your task.” I pointed at Rana as I passed him. “Cut the fucking light off, Ilias, and help Rana.” Darkness surrounded us once again. “Arlo,” I whispered.
“Right behind you.”
Perfect. Just us two quietly lowering into the ground level of the yacht.
“Time?” I whispered.
“Four minutes,” Viktor’s voice replied.
Two hundred and forty seconds remained to find my target. Inside a layout I wasn’t familiar with. Yet, I knew boats. Yachts and their designs all resemble each other. It was why I had the inside of mine custom-made. This was a simple luxury model that hadn’t been touched since bought.
Arlo and I made it to the end of the steps. I placed my back flushed to the wall and closed my eyes, listening.
Upstairs, feet scattered, and small splashes hit above. But I wasn’t interested in the deck or the captain’s cabin. I was interested in what was on this level. Then a muffled whisper and distinct ruffle was made by the east end.
A loud gear knocked with an echo, and the lights flashed until they flickered on.
“Two minutes,” Viktor announced.
There was nowhere for Tino to hide. He was cornered and trapped like a caged rat.
After a quick glance, we were clear of any threats.
I walked with a purpose, uncaring if he heard my steps and position clearly. I wanted him to. I wanted him to know I was coming for him. That I was just a few steps away to deliver his death.
Behind me, Arlo lowered and dropped a red before the retracting door. Then he pushed against the door, and it coiled open.
Tino Borelli stood in front of a king-size bed, greeting me with the blues, greens, and a mixture of eighties pink decoration. Arms spread wide,unarmed. But a flash caught the corner of my eye. The oval and golden trim mirror showcased another body inside.
In the reflection and in between the old Miami colors, I saw the barrel of a gun pointing at my head. It was so close. Only a thin wall separated us.
I didn’t react, although my demon twitched.
“MPD is en route,” Viktor whispered in warning.
Redecorate. The demon smiled.
I took a step and flicked my wrist.
Pop-pop.
Six down.
Before the sixth body hit the ground, Tino snatched a 9mm.That was more like it.Unarmed wasn’t something we mafiosos did, unless planned.
I lowered my gun and pulled a knife while Arlo targeted Tino in point blank range with his weapon.
“I would’ve said you were lucky due to time management. But you should know, Tino, I can always come with new ways to torture.”
