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It’s obvious at this point.
I can deny it, but it won’t do me any good. Paul wanted to hurt someone I care about. Mission fucking accomplished. To be honest, he’s not that nostalgic. Emotional connections don’t exist to him. Hurting Payton was a means to an end to disrupt my life, thereby disrupting my business.
But I don’t care about my business.
I’m not gonna admit that in front of a room full of my clients, who trust me with their billions . . . but going after Paul isn’t about the hedge fund.
It’s about revenge.
I won’t let him get away with what he did to Payton.
I lean forward, placing my elbows on the table. “We need a plan.”
“Fuck the plan. We need to grab that motherfucker and torture the hell outta him.” Angry Lorenzo has replaced the annoyingly playful version. For once, I welcome it with eager arms.
“Or we could try to do this in a more civilized fashion,” I answer him, but only because I think torture is temporary.
“Civilization is for pussies. We took his money. We fucked him out of everything. The man doesn’t want civilized.”
Lorenzo has a point.
“Okay, so we take him. Then what?” I ask.
Normally, this is where I step back and let the guys do their thing, but for Payton, I’m all in.
“We torture him, obviously.”
“Guys—” Jaxson chimes in, but Lorenzo lifts his hand to silence him.
“Nope, you have no say in this,” Lorenzo tells him.
“Then why am I here?”
“For someone so smart, I thought it would be obvious.”
Jaxson shoots Lorenzo a nasty look. “You need someone to locate him? Great.”
I turn to Jax and incline my head. “Oh, cut the shit. If you didn’t want to do this kind of work, you wouldn’t be here. You get bored of all that government crap you do.”
“Yep, that’s why I keep coming back,” he says, playing it off as sarcasm, but we all know it’s the truth. “Because all the government crap is boring, and I miss you guys.”
“He loves us.” Lorenzo grins at Jax like an idiot, and I’m pretty sure Jaxson will one day have his revenge. He’ll probably hack his computer and give him some crazy bug.
Jax leans back against his seat. “Okay, I’ll do it. Once I get the intel, who do you want me to send it to?”
“Me,” I tell him, rapping my knuckles on the velvet table. “Encrypted files on a hard drive with instructions for us on where and when to meet you.”
He rolls his eyes. “Or I can just send a text asking you to grab drinks with me, and I’ll tell you in person.”
“That does sound simpler.” I turn to the rest of the guys. “Okay, and once we get Paul, where are we holding him?”
“My island is out,” Cyrus says. “Ivy lives on it.”
“Unfortunately, my place is out, too,” Matteo chimes in. “Viviana might be pissed if she hears the screams.”
“I have the perfect place,” Lorenzo adds, a grin on his face.
By the way Matteo cringes, I have a feeling things get ugly there.
