Psycho

Daniel POV

"Agent Daniels this is getting out of hand! You don't have a free pass to kill as you please!" My superior was yet again screaming in my ear because Ace went fucking rabid.

Seven fucking years I've been at his side and all it got me was one headache after the other. That boy seriously loves a good game of wits and when he wins, everyone dies.

"Yes, sir. I understand but I can't be his right-hand man while also having a conscience. I would be the next one found dead. Why was Ramirez even let go in the first place? I practically hand fed you that bust then three weeks later he is walking free."

"He was working for us. He had strong connections with the Columbia cartel. Now we have nothing, again. You're a federal agent not a vigilant so get your target under control!" He screamed then hung up on me.

I took a deep breath and then laughed. No one controlled Ace. One of these days they are going to pull me from this case and then I'll be fucked. I won't leave Ace's side but it