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CHAPTER SIX
Ty
At times like these, I became so clinical and incautious in my cruelty, it was like everything had been rehearsed. My moves felt almost too polished as I grabbed the heavyset cop by the collar, his eyes struggling to focus as he blinked away the blood. There was a dull flare of pain in my knuckles and Weiss fell back, spitting out blood from where I’d split his lip.
Rocking back on my heels, I gestured to my men and they hauled Weiss up, shoving him into his desk chair.
“You're good, Weiss. I'll give you that,” I said. “A real lone super-soldier, tinker-toy spy… or whatever the fuck you want to call it. But I’ve got people who are good at finding things, too. Show ‘em, Danny-boy.”
Daniel came forward and swiveled around the tablet in his hands to show Weiss. It was a video of an older couple rocking back and forth in a function room filled with the Floridian sunshine, complete with palm trees and pretty flowers swaying by the windows.
At that, Weiss reacted violently, swinging his tied hands forward and grunting, letting out a pained yell as he hit the floor. I shook my head and looked down.
“Privacy on the internet is a real problem nowadays, huh?” I asked.
“You fuckin’ monster,” Weiss swore at me. “That’s my fuckin’ mother and father. They busted their asses for years. Let them die in peace. They deserve that.”
I shrugged. “I can arrange that.”
Weiss’s eyes dilated and, for the first time since we picked him up on the side of the road, I saw real fear in his face. Begrudging respect hit me somewhere, shaking me a little bit out of my dissociative state and the cold of the room hit me for the first time.
Why is it so cold in here?
“They’ve got nothin’ to do with this, Michaelson,” Weiss panted. “And you’re not supposed to hurt women.”
“I don’t,” I said. “And if your dad was a civilian, I would have had to get more creative. But as I recall, he’s in witness protection because he helped bust up my grandfather and great-uncle.” I spread my hands. “Nothin’s fair in a mob war.”
“Fuck,” Weiss spat. “Let me guess, Tello ratted me outandthat Dean kid down at that Celt bar?” His lips curled and he shook his head. “My instincts ain’t what they used to be. Thought someone was trailing me but then I figured it was just a kid, and…”
“Rats hurt everyone’s business.” I nodded to my guys again. They straightened Weiss up and into the computer chair. “But they got nothing on white knights, do they, Mick?”
A sweatshirt slipped down the back of the chair and a sweet scent hit my nose. For a second, I frowned down at it, then I kicked it aside, even as some alarm bell rang faintly in the back of my head and I glanced at the window.
“Boss?”
“Huh?” I asked, and then I tugged on my jacket, rolling my neck to get it together. “I’m only going to ask once. Wipe everything you got on the Michaelson family and give me all you got on Hendrix. Don’t try to fuck with us, either. Daniel will know.”
I paused and locked my gaze onto Weiss’, wondering what I looked like to this man. Had I evolved from monster to living, breathing black hole? That’s what I felt like. A faint smile played on my lips. God, it was kinda funny how I tried to pretend I had any humanity left at this point. I had shreds maybe, the barest ofscraps, but tonight’s events would probably get rid of them once and for all.
“And then walk away,” I said. “I hear Boca Raton is really nice.”
Weiss didn’t move, his chest rising and falling, and I sighed. Gesturing at Artie, my guy who’d been hanging back, I stepped aside as he stepped forward, unzipping the duffel bag he’d been carrying.
A huff escaped Weiss. “Paying me off?”
I tsked. “Paying you for your troubles. That’s triple your pension, pig.”
Weiss gave me a fleeting, shrewd look I didn’t like. “Why? You could kill me and take what you want. Your father would have.”
