CHAPTER SIXTEEN
– MACSEN –
I dozed off for about half an hour and have been staring at Lu’s sleeping face for about ten minutes now. She seems so damn peaceful in her sleep without a single worry. Reaching out, I gently stroke her cheek and feel the spark between us warm my chest.
Pregnant. I still can’t believe it. A huge damn smile slides across my face before worry starts to burn like a hot coal in the pit of my stomach. Fuck. With the bounty on her head, we might not become parents at all.
Carefully, I slide my legs off the bed and make sure not to wake Lu. She needs the rest while I search for Thorsten to get an update on the situation. I get dressed and close the door behind me.
Once I get in the main room, I’m blocked to head into church by Livi.
My eyes widen when I notice something. “You’re not going to ink that for real, right?” I point at the Wisely Dicey patch stenciled on her neck with the top rocker stating in bold letters Thorsten, and there’s a line “Property of” sitting above it.
Livi grins. “I had Archer get a tattoo ready for me. He just left. And yes, I will get it inked as soon as I’ve popped out the little one.”
Kenz turns her arm in my direction and shows her inner arm with the same patch, only this one states “Falcon,” and does look real.
“Archer inked mine. I could have done it myself, but this was easier. Oh, and way more fun to watch and hear him grumble about it being the wrong patch and all.” Kenz snickers. “Falcon doesn’t know it yet, but I’m gonna ink him as soon as he’s available.”
“Bet he’ll be excited,” I tell her with a load of sarcasm.
Kenz flips me off. “The man has nothing to say about it.”
Livi smacks her arm and Kenz shrugs. “What? I’m allowed, he’s my old man and he does talk to me, you know.” Kenz grins and new excitement fills her gaze. “Hey, I can grab my kit and ink Lu. She’s an old lady now too.”
I automatically shake my head. “No, she has to wait just like Livi.”
Both go silent for a moment before they start to squeal like pigs being ripped from their mother’s tit. Motherfucker, my ears might bleed.
“What the hell is going on?” Thorsten grumbles as he walks out of church.
“Lu is pregnant,” Livi announces.
Shit. I probably should have asked Lu first if we’d share the news or keep it to ourselves a bit longer. I guess there’s no choice now.
“We have to tell her about the ink,” Livi states and takes a step in the direction of the hallway.
“She’s sleeping,” I grumble.
Livi waves her hand and is dragging Kenz with her. “She can sleep later.”
I sigh and then remember my woman is an assassin. She can defend herself if needed, even against those two women who almost never take no for an answer.
“How the hell did you knock her up so damn fast?” Thorsen asks as soon as I step inside church.
Grabbing my chair, I pull it back to take a seat, and tell him, “First night we met. So, two months ago, but she only found out recently.”
“Dude knows how to tie an assassin to us. Nice planning, VP,” Jocko remarks.
I glare at the fucker. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“Annoying you, what else?” The smartass grins and I flip him off.
“For the record,” I grunt. “I didn’t tie her to me by knocking her up. She told me she was pregnant after I claimed her, and she accepts by the way.”
Thorsten nods. “Good, ’cause I just received the signed contracts by email.”
Jocko snaps his fingers. “Hot off the press and within half an hour. The government has a dripping wet pussy at the thought of adding an assassin to their payroll. If they only knew their golden goose now has a golden egg inside...tied for life through life, isn’t that fucking ironic?”
“Fuck off, motherfucking cunt,” I snarl. “Get the hell out of church.”
He lifts his ass; however, it lands right back in the chair when Thorsten grunts, “Stay. We need him to do something later. Now, both of you shut the hell up and listen to what Lenz just found out.”
All we can do is listen when Lenz instantly starts to rattle, “I ran a keyword search, which is still running, and had a shitload of cases all piling up as a direct link to auctions. Every single one has marks on wrists and ankles from being restrained. Men, women, teens, all shapes and sizes, no discrimination, rich, homeless. Seems like anyone can place a bid and they take one they like or whatever person they have lined up for the job. I’ve revealed some older shit that shows they’ve been active for over two years. ”
I give a low whistle. “Two fucking years. Lots of murders, lots of money involved.”
“This needs to end, and fast,” Thorsten states.
“Oh, and Prez?” Lenz turns his laptop. “I took the liberty to glance through their finances. The Wilton family was in some pretty bad financial shit two years ago. They slowly came crawling out of it, and it’s clear they did so by setting up those auctions.”
“Well, that’s motive and a direct financial trail.” I lean my forearms on the table and glance at Lenz’s laptop.
“Yeah, but get this.” Lenz flips through a few screens and shows an amount every month. “These transfers are to a company owned by Bosco Elio.”
Thorsten steps closer. “So? They give the boss a cut. Pretty normal for those mob guys, right?”
Lenz snorts. “Right, if they are honest. The Wilton family, though? Their finances show they aren’t telling him shit about the millions they made, which means...they aren’t giving the boss his cut because the amount they give him is the same before and after the auctions.”
I lean back in my chair. “I bet Bosco will be thrilled when he finds out. Holland could reach out to Bosco and tell him. It might be the solution to cleaning house and taking the target off my woman’s back. Though, I don’t think Holland will be willing to work with us.”
“He’s given us names in the past, and even then, the man did it to get rid of bad seeds.
Holland might be a badass kingpin, but the man is an iceberg.
What you see isn’t all he is, I’m sure there’s more going on than diamond dealer by day and ruling the underworld by night.
” Thorsten keeps staring at me when he adds, “Archer called. He had contact with an undercover agent who was approached by Holland. Holland gave him information about a drug lab. Not just an anonymous tip either. No, he met face-to-face and gave the agent a full rundown of addresses and names enough to arrest all the dealers and those connected. Seems like Holland has a soft spot for doing what’s right. ”
I cross my arms in front of my chest and release a deep sigh.
“Or he’s simply cleaning house the easy way; by letting law enforcement clean up shit.
All I’ve ever heard the fucker mention is the fact that he doesn’t work with the government, and he doesn’t want anything to do with Wisely Dicey either. ”
“The man is careful. He doesn’t want to end with his asshole impaled on a big cock in prison.” Jocko shrugs. “Not many would enjoy. Some might. Not all.”
Lenz raises an eyebrow at Jocko. “Quite the picture you’re painting there, brother. I guess we all know what you’re dreaming about. You do know prison isn’t the only chance for a random cock in your ass, eh? If the desire is there you can find someone who...”
“And that’s where this conversation about cocks in assholes goes back to just the asshole part.
Meaning the Wilton family needs to be taken out,” Thorsten grunts.
“Lenz, get the blueprints of the mansion. Macsen, talk to your old lady and let us know if she has any details she noticed when she was staking out the place. We’ll get all the brothers around the table and take a vote on it once we have all the information.
Raiding the place and taking them in might be the right choice.
The things we have now and can connect them to are enough to get them behind bars for years. ”
“Shall I ask Holland to swing by? Let him in on this?” I ask.
Thorsten rubs his jaw as he thinks things through and finally says, “I’ll let my old lady reach out.
If we make this about family, he might be willing to play along.
I know for a fact the government has been chasing after Bosco for years.
With Holland’s help we could get him as well.
The government might be willing to offer him a temporary deal. ”
“I’ll talk to Lu and hear what she thinks about all of this,” I suggest.
My prez nods and I leave church to head for my room. I wanted her to rest, but I guess the old ladies woke her up anyway. Besides, I’m sure she likes to be in on things and this way she can know everything and even has a say in how shit will go down.
Pretty damn more than her father did. Fucker. He never should have let her get mixed into this shit. Then again, Luella’s temperament and skills are fire. She’s the person she is now because of him. Even if I don’t understand his reasons or choices, Lu is a damn fine woman.
And she’s all mine.