The flight attendant finishes taping the gauze pad to my arm.
"You'll live. I'll take care of disposing the jacket for you?"
I hesitate to give it up. It smells like Jason and it's probably as close to him as I'll ever get.
"Can you try to clean it?"
She isn't shocked or confused by my request.
"Of course."
My phone rings in my pocket and I pull it out.
It's Nikko. Again.
"Hey, babe. What's up?"
"Get your arse home now. One of the rival mobs is killing off all our members. I don't want you to be next."
"But my niece-"
"Your niece isn't part of Brass Knuckles. She isn't being targeted. She can wait. Get home. Now."
"It'll be an eight hour flight."
"I know. I'll see you then."
He hangs up the phone. Jason looks like he is ready to crack some skulls together.
"Did you know they found the bodies?"
He nods.
"I heard about it while you were in the warehouse earlier. I forgot about it when I saw you bleeding."
Valid enough excuse.
"Well, we have to pick up the pace. We have two more places to hit before the final stop."
"Where are those places?"
"Hoboken, New Jersey and our official headquarters in New York."
He looks perplexed for a moment. Probably because I said two more before the final stop.
I can't forget to pick up Eva.
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Taking Down The Mob
General FictionEver try dismantling a country-wide mob? Kolli Matthews was born into the mob life. Then sold to a different mob at 15. Now, she is the girlfriend of the mob boss. After participating in a bank robbery that resulted in the death of a young woman...
