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I contemplate.Give me something to identify you by, ye bawbag.And what was Mr. Morimoto’s connection to the stranger blackmailing me? Who at Infinity Corp had restructured the social media program I created for their own gain?
“Poppa Mackenzie trained you well, no matter how you chose the straight and narrow for Chevelle and Mia.”
“Say their names again,” I threaten. The steam continues to dance around my hard, focused gaze.
“Oh, you win. The wife has a round ass. Although I prefer when she straightens her hair.”
My eyes shut, burning. All the promises I made Chevelle warp in my mind, tormenting me, reminding me of the lad I became, and how I blew it to shite today. “If my clan were to learn about you—”
“I welcome it.”
“What of the cops, ye son of a rats faced cunt!”
“Not possible. You’re actions today made you more than culpable, Leith. Rage is not your friend.”
I let out a heavy, silent sigh, considering the life I took.
“Mr. Morimoto’s murder has solidified our friendship. I’ve taken $6 million in one of my many offshore accounts and planted that into another one with your name on it.”
“I’m gonna kill ya.”
“I just placed $6 mill in a Grand Caymen account—all for you! A ‘thank you’ will suffice. And trust me, the little shit you did today wasn’t worth it. I have a few more assignments for you, Leith. Then we can part ways or continue our mutually beneficial relationship.”
“Listen to me good,” I growl. “Stay away from my family.”
“I respect you, Leith,” the caller admits. Every time the feck mentions my name, another dose of venom unleashes in me. Some fecktwad knows me, has something dark, sinister hanging over my head.
“I respect you, and your family. Therefore, I’ll give you time to come to your senses. You can thank menowfor adding an extra zero after your name. Or thank me later, just don’t wait too long. Because your appreciation will come off as begging and groveling for the lives of your family. Your call!”
The connection cuts. Seconds later, the automated voice of the smart house gives the warning that Chevelle has entered from the sliding glass doors. I continue to sit in a heated haze.
For the last few weeks, I’ve weighed options. Go to the cops with the information I learned about Infinity Corp. They’d read the last name on my California driver’s license and lose their shite at the thought of a Mackenzie running hisgub(mouth). I’d be aclipe (snitch).I haven’t finished counterattacking the hacker who’d infiltrated the Infinity Corp firewalls. The bloody bastard knows his way around code. He mentioned various bank accounts. This isn’t new to him, but it sure as feck is new to me. He also mentioned having othernedson his team.
How safe can I keep my wee clan while holding them in my arms?
I’m a fecking Mackenzie.
Reaching out to family about a deadly predicament will initiate a war. All of us Mackenzies start off nice enough. There’s no limit to the love we have for our clan. The shite gets deadly real quick.
The lesser of two evils will break Mia’s heart, my heart, and Chevelle’s. As beads of sweat glide down my pecs and abs, I beg God for a few steps to pull before we’re to that point. Then I turn the shower back on to wash the memory of the deid from my mind.
Chevelle
Only a few precious months separate the time when Lady and I downgraded from a luxury high-rise to my meeting Leith and his family’s in the same crappy apartment. The Mackenzies were kings in the making then, and it was by pure fate that they lived in the same rundown complex for a short time after our worlds collided.
Before we became friends, I played video games in the crummy ass living room, door open. Though I came to hate the distraction of watching neighbors pass by, as those interruptions sent me back to another life. My old life.
As soon as I could toddle around the house, designer kitten heels embellished my small feet. Dad spoiled me too no end, carrying me to catwalks and other couture events. Anyway, the short period I had with my father seemed like a vastly different lifetime. No ‘moving on up’ for me. Lady and I had hit rock bottom. So, a potential audience walking down the halls kept some of the creepier Johns in order. I looked up one day and Leith was standing against the front door, watching me play. While the cool kid at school complemented my game, I died. Literally and physically, staring up at him in horror.
Soon after we became friends, the Mackenzies made the American dream their own. They moved into a home as imposing as their name. I thought being so near to the Mackenzie fortune might spawn old memories, but I was so caught up in Leith. Lady didn’t complain either, just started to stock even less groceries in the refrigerator and more boxed wine in the bare cupboards.
Now, Leith and I live in what many would call a dream home. Not me. Occasionally, the opulence takes me back to a time when my parents presence surrounded me, but that usually occurs when Leith is in the Valley.
When he’s away, those fragments of my parents echo in my mind. Fragments I could easily erase with the slug of a shotgun. Luckily, Mia’s face consigns those times back to hell again.
It took ages for me to share with Leith how Lady and I played Russian roulette with each other’s emotions in the past. Only, she’d blast me to smithereens with the slightest mention of my father. I am a ‘sweep it under the rug’ type of person, always have been, always will be. Lady manipulated the one card she had to my detriment.
I fully understand my history and refuse to let it repeat itself. My husband views me as a happy wife with an aversion to crime, ostentatiousness, and laziness. I can’t stand not helping him take care of us.
