Touch In The Dark

Chapter 56

Popov's POV

Damn idiots, all of them! They fucked up a simple delivery job, how the fuck do you fuck up a simple delivery job?

"Sir! We have word on Ricci!" Mark yells from across the room.

I roll my eyes. What now?

"Come over here boy, don't yell across the whole damn room." I ball my fists in anger.

At this point, everyone is on thin ice. Anyone can catch my bullet.

"He's alive. Remember that small cafe we went to? I knew I recognized him! He's fucking alive." Mark huffs in anger.

My blood boils. That little shit Antonio didn't finish the fucking job! Never trust the Italians, lesson learned.

"Keep eyes on him. Tell the others to stop spray painting buildings. Give the fucker a sense of false security. Then we kill." I order him.

Mark runs off to tell my other men to behave themselves. Good puppy, fucking ugly bastard.

I return to my office and message our last client to apologize for my mens stupidity. I hate being embarrassed so it's safe to say that those men will die for the inconvenience they've caused.

I haven't been able to locate Antonio or his family, which angers me. Once I find them, I'll kill that snot bubbling kid of his.

***

A few days later, we have another auction. These girls are mostly way too chunky for my liking. It always amazes me when men pay so much for fat bitches.

"May I start the auction sir?" Mark asks.

I give him a small nod and he gives a thumbs up to his partner on the stage.

"Watch the doors." I tell him before leaving the room.

I have no desire to watch them be sold, I used to love the fear I saw in their eyes, now it just tires me.

"Sir!" One of my apprentices runs up to me, "Ricci was spotted at a park with some whore. They haven't been there for long, we could pay a visit."

A smile spreads across my face like butter on a hot skillet.

"Get everyone together, make sure Mark comes along." I order.

I don't like that American boy, but he does know his way around this state so I imagine he knows his way around this park Mr. Ricci is at.

Everyone hustles up and meets me at the door. I quickly count my men and end up with twelve people. Twelve against two? Seems fair enough.

The men gather in the cars while I coax Mark to follow me to mine.

"You drive." I toss him my keys.

"Yes sir." He responds and jumps into the drivers seat.

It takes about ten minutes until we reach the park. Stupid Italian dick, he's close to a Russian base.

I spot them on a picnic blanket, cloudgazing. They'll never expect to run into us.

"Move in." I waft my men in their direction and wait by the car until their both bounded.

Dimitri's POV

I usually only look in the sky to see the stars, but the clouds are just as beautiful. This was Eve's idea, she's been talking about having a picnic for a few days now.