Chapter One Hundred and One

Hayden pov

I settled down into the chair and then called him back because he had been blowing my phone while I was eating dinner with Lexie. I guess it was because I threatened him when I spoke to him at Lucien's place about the tracking of all the cash leaving the pack.

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"It's already set up Alpha, and I also added a feature where we are alerted about every transaction as soon as it's done."

"Good job," I said, "but I have another one for you."

"What is it, Alpha?"

"I need you to create a job about killing someone that will seem so believable and add a reasonable amount of money to it. Be generous with the cash."

"I don't understand," Lucien said.

I finished the rum in my glass and placed it back on the table.

"Find an asshole that deserves to die; put a hunt on his head; say something like he killed your kid or your brother, and you cannot seem to get over it even though it happened ten, nine, or eight years ago; take your pick. Put a reasonable sum of mo