Impossible Attraction (Deadly, #1)

Chapter 2 - Blake

Blake

           

"Maddock is at it again. Fucker fucked us over fifty grand last week. I think it's time we put an end to his games before he puts an end to us," Harry tells us men as we dig into some pizza and beer.

"It's been a long time coming. Let me make the shot that ends him. Fucker killed my brother," Liam mutters into his food angrily. 

Harry shrugs. "Whoever kills him, kills him. I don't care. I just want him dead. Blake, I have a job for you and Tyrell. Info is in my office."

I stand and nod. "On it, sir." I glance over to Tyrell, one of our new recruits. He's young, eighteen, but he's good with a gun. "Come on, Tye." I wave him in the direction of Harry's office.

Tyrell stands and races after me with his beer in hand. "What do you think he has for us?" he asks me. It's not often I'm assigned to take a new recruit with me on a job. Normally, I get jobs that require brain and skill. It's easier for me to get in and out without a rookie on my ass.

"I don't know," I grumble and take a draw from my cigarette.

"You don't know? You're the boss's right-hand man," Tyrell pushes. "You must have some idea."

"I guess we'll find out what we have in five seconds so relax," I urge him without patience. Tyrell is Skull's son. Skull was killed a few months back by one of Maddock's men during an attack on us. Maddock is our main threat. He has a group twice the size of ours. We've dealt with them for years, trading goods and what not. He has what we want at a good price, and we have what he wants at a good price. Somehow the fucker manages to screw us over now and again, thinking that we won't come after his men because we have smaller numbers. Harry doesn't give a fuck. He'll send us all at them to die.

Tyrell stiffens when we get to Harry's office. I open the door and find the file on his desk like boss said I would. "It looks like someone is on our turf again. Cocaine isn't supposed to be sold by anyone else in a hundred-mile radius. I thought we made that clear." I shake my head. Ridiculous.

Tyrell's eyes widen slightly. "How many of them?"

"It's just one guy by the looks of it. Thirty-eight-year-old Jayden Pulsgroth. Looks like the guy's a dentist," I rattle off. "Two kids, a wife who is a hairdresser... This should be easy. We'll figure out what time he gets off work and leaves the office. Maybe we can finish him from there. Boss wants him dead before the end of the week. If I had it my way, I'd just shake the guy up a bit and scare him off. Doesn't seem like much of a threat to me. He probably doesn't even know he's in our territory and shouldn't be. This seems like more work than it's worth."

"Geeze, two kids?" Tyrell says through a breath. He doesn't like this any more than I do, but it's our job. It's good to know that Skull's son has more morality than he ever did, but it won't last long. This life changes people.

"You're going to have to toughen up, Tyrell. We don't need no pussies around here, got it?" I shout sternly, hating myself as I say the words.

Tyrell stiffens and nods. "Yes, sir, of course not."

I feel bad for yelling at the kid for having feelings. I remember when I used to have feelings. It seems like so long ago I was the new kid like this guy, getting whipped into shape by the others.

"It's too late to check this out today. We'll go out tomorrow and watch the guy. If all goes well, we'll have this done by tomorrow night or at least before the end of the week," I explain. "I need a hit, but you should go get some sleep. It's your first big job. Prepare yourself."