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“It’s Vinny. That’s who he’s after.”
“Fuck!” My hands hit the steering wheel. I glance in the rearview mirror with that sense of being watched. How the fuck did Vinny get on the Collector’s radar?
“Vinny’s here, man. And he isn’t doing so good.”
“I’m on my way.” The phone grows silent, and I hope I get to Vinny before the Collector does. I want to know what he’s done. I need to know if I should be prepared for the backlash.
***
I pull up at the curb and jump out. I light a smoke before jogging across the road and entering the property through the back gate. Roman meets me, and he looks as white as a fucking sheet.
“I’ve cleared everyone out.”
“Where’s Vinny?”
“In the warehouse.” Roman pauses. “Hiding.”
Roman’s eyes say more than his words. Hiding with a shitload of guns. It doesn’t matter. He can’t fight or outrun this.
“You go too. I don’t want anyone else here when he arrives.”
Roman hesitates briefly before leaving. I walk through the empty hallways that were buzzing only this morning. Not one person is around as I step out a side door and walk to the warehouse. I like Vinny. He’s worked for me for a long time. I throw down the fag and open the side door to the warehouse. I can hear him cock the gun.
“Don’t fucking shoot me,” I say. I can’t see Vinny, but he slowly steps out from behind a pallet. He’s sweating and my stomach tightens. “What are you doing?” I walk to him. He’s still holding the gun, but it’s not pointed at me.
“The Collector is coming for me.” He wipes the sweat from his face using his sleeve.
“You think you can outrun him?” I ask, lighting up another smoke. I offer him one, and he shakes his head.
“Tomas, I have two kids and a wife.”
I nod and try to keep the detachment in this. “You know it’s never wise to get attached.” I think of Katina back in my home. I need to heed some of my own advice.
“He’s going to come, Vinny.” I exhale smoke before glancing at him. “What did you do?”
He looks away. “A little bit of this and a little bit of that.”
“You sound fucking stupid.” I throw the fag on the ground and stand on it.
He raises his gun. “I’ve got a fucking gun!” His roar has me ready to slap him.
I step closer to his gun, and he lowers it. I’d slap him, only he’s going to die anyway.
“He’s going to come, and he’s going to take you. So you can tell me why, or I’ll find out later.”
“I owed money to Egor.” He won’t meet my eye. and he’s fucking right not to.
“Are you fucking stupid?” I have to step away from Vinny before I killed him myself. Egor is the leader of cell two. He’s also the handler for monies that are passed up through the rank to the boss. You fuck with Egor, you’re fucking with the boss’s money, and that’s just fucking stupid.
“You little prick. If you bring anything on me…”
“I’m only here for him.”
The voice has me turning around. I didn’t think I would ever attract the attention of someone so high up in the Bratva.
He’s wearing a suit. There’s no fear in his eyes as he looks to Vinny. “I suggest you place all the guns on the ground. I like bringing my collections in alive.”
Is he fucking smiling?It’s hard to tell. The left side of his face is coated in tattoos, stating his status amongst us. Vinny is my man, and I need to make this transition as easy as possible.
