Fontanas Trouble
““You go back and tell the Bull we don’t like being fucked with.”
Would Brent buy that a 1920s mob boss had sent a guy to get them with a modern weapon? For all she knew, it could be true. She hoped it was true.
Fontana stood, pulling the man to his feet, then shoved him into Brent’s arms. “Should we give him the same treatment Jimmy’s boys gave us?”
Brent grinned. “Got any rope?”
“Strip him.”
Brent’s grin widened. “Perfect.”
“I’ll get a towel. We’ll tear some strips, then tie his hands behind h...is back and toss him into the hallway.”
“You’re out of your minds,” the guy said.
“Probably,” Fontana said, and breathed a little easier. He hadn’t threatened to have the cartel come after her if she didn’t release him, which was exactly the threat a cartel member would make.
She took the weapon from Brent, and he began to wrestle the man’s coat off. She stuffed the weapon into her waistband and hurried to the bathroom. A muttered “Oof” and an indistinguishable curse followed her.MoreLess
Would Brent buy that a 1920s mob boss had sent a guy to get them with a modern weapon? For all she knew, it could be true. She hoped it was true.
Fontana stood, pulling the man to his feet, then shoved him into Brent’s arms. “Should we give him the same treatment Jimmy’s boys gave us?”
Brent grinned. “Got any rope?”
“Strip him.”
Brent’s grin widened. “Perfect.”
“I’ll get a towel. We’ll tear some strips, then tie his hands behind h...is back and toss him into the hallway.”
“You’re out of your minds,” the guy said.
“Probably,” Fontana said, and breathed a little easier. He hadn’t threatened to have the cartel come after her if she didn’t release him, which was exactly the threat a cartel member would make.
She took the weapon from Brent, and he began to wrestle the man’s coat off. She stuffed the weapon into her waistband and hurried to the bathroom. A muttered “Oof” and an indistinguishable curse followed her.MoreLess
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