members had collected on behalf of the gang and the funds that’d been moving through our various business operations as we laundered them. The numbers in the columns wouldn’t make any sense to an outsider. There was an alphanumeric code written next to each column that specified the activity and source.
Before I could shudder at that thought, the door burst open. Shit. The
that I hadn’t been totally sure he was lying until a few minutes ago. Their combined reaction might blow the roof off the car. Maybe never would be a good time to mention that. “Probably all part of his stupid paranoia.” I paused. “He did seem to be working with someone else. He took a call while I was there… He said some things about having made a...
Mercy
Colt leaned forward on the bench that lined one side of the van’s cargo compartment and pressed his gun into the soft spot under my chin. The cold metal bit into my throat, prodding harder with the sway of the roaring vehicle. The bandana tied across my mouth left the taste of stale sweat on my tongue.
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