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“I can’t,” I said. “I got some personal stuff that I can’t run out on.”
“Right, okay. Well, then why the hell are you calling me?”
“I need to know who’s after me,” I snapped. “You have access to those files. Just fucking call down to the unit and figure out what’s going on underground. They always have someone undercover.”
“I… I don’t know.”
“Come on, Jeremy,” I reasoned. “I fucking need to know who I’m up against.”
“I don’t know who you’d be up against,” he finally said with a heavy sigh. “Your half-brother died two years ago. The family damn near dissolved since he had such a shoddy reputation. No one took it over. I don’t know what the status is anymore. You shouldn’t even have anyone searching for you.”
What the fuck?
“He…died?” I wasn’t sure why that was such a shock. Mob bosses died all the time. They all moved with a target on their backs.
“Yeah.”
I couldn’t hold back the question. “Where’s my dad?”
“MIA.”
“Fucking great,” I grunted, running my hands over my face. “He’s probably whacked too.”
“Most definitely, which is why whoever is trailing you is a mystery to me. I’ll give the unit a call in the morning, because that’s the kind of shit I do for you, even though I haven’t heard your voice in years.”
“Thanks, man,” I chuckled. “I’d ask how the family was, but I doubt you got one. You swore you’d be a bachelor forever.”
“I lied,” he answered me, letting out a sigh. “I got a wife and two kids—one on the way. Shit changes, Trevor, and I was sure as hell hoping that’s what would happen to you. I wanted that for you.”
I nodded, ignoring the emotions welling up in my chest. “Yeah, well, I think karma has other ideas for my fate. It’s a miracle I’ve lived this long.”
“You’re not a bad guy, and you never have been. You can’t help how you were raised. You just did the job that you were taught to do, and you did it well.”
“Yeah, something like that.”
“My guess is that you’re still doing that?”
“Something like that,” I admitted, not wanting to go into detail.
“Well… Don’t tell me. I don’t want to ever see your ass in prison—though I know you’re too sly for that. I’ll let you know what I find out.”
“Okay, thanks,” I said, bidding him goodbye and hanging up. I tossed the phone onto the couch cushion beside me, trying to come to terms with the information I had just learned…
The man who had put a hit on me was dead.
My father was probably dead.
And yet, there wasstillsomeone trying to hunt me down…
And Tyson, the lowly drug dealer knew. As did Lucas Gray, Rachel’s partner.
Who knew first?
I pushed myself up from the couch, wondering if there was any chance that Rachel would have answers. More than likely, she didn’t know shit, considering everything Tyson had told her had been shocking to her. I made my way into the kitchen, glancing over at the clock. It was almost four in the morning, and I was wide awake.
And so was Rachel… Still fucking pacing.
Just as I considered going down to visit her, the burner phone on the table rang. It wasn’t surprising. I knew they’d call at some point, but this was a little earlier than expected. I considered not answering but didn’t want to hear it from Viper.
