Chapter 16

“What? You two are pretty fuckin’ disgusting. All this lovey-dovey bullshit. All my boys are dropping one by one like flies.” He points a finger at Ford. “And this one is no barrel of laughs. He barely fuckin’ talks.”

“I can’t wait until you find someone, asshole,” I say, my arms around Ashley’s shoulder, moving her body closer to mine.

“Fat fuckin’ chance. Once you settle down, you’re fucked for life. Besides, my tastes are a little too much for most women to deal with long-term.”

Vance and I stare at each other and both start laughing. “Yes, we said that too.”

*****

The warehouse is on the outskirts of town. Vance and I bought it years ago, thinking we’d turn it into a club. Maybe we will someday, but in the meantime, we’ve been using it to dispose of people who’d become a liability. It was a discreet place that didn’t bring about questions.

As we walk in, our men circling around Vergelio, step aside. When the fucker sees my face, I can see the fear flash in his cold, calculating bl