“We’ll enter in teams of two,” King said, and that was when I noticed a blueprint on one of Shep’s screens.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
Shep looked over his shoulder at me, and the determined look on his face had me wondering if they’d found the motherfucker.
“Jesus Christ, Theo, do you want me to bleach my eyeballs?” Lachlan said, shielding his eyes. “Put some goddamn pants on.”
I looked down at where my morning wood was doing its best to punch out of my flimsy boxer briefs and shrugged. “You’re welcome.”
“That isnotwelcome.”
“My dick or me? Because it looks like you’re having a meeting that you were fine to let me sleep through.”
Shep reached for my hand, threading our fingers together. “You were exhausted, so I figured we could get the logistics together before I woke you.”
“Logistics for what?”
Shep nodded toward one of the screens. “Alessio, wanna take this?”
As Alessio clued me in on what was happening, I could feel Shep’s anticipation radiating off him.
“So you really think our answer could be in a public storage unit? Thatthat’swhere he was planning to take me?” I wanted to feel as confident as the others seemed to be, but it just didn’t seem likely. Surely this fucker would’ve wanted to hold me somewhere private, in a basement of a house or something, but somewhere people had access to?
“Shep and I spent all night searching Mott in Manhattan,” Alessio said. “I’ve gone through every deed, every company on every street and business with the name Mott. Narrowed it down by searching associations with anyone at Libertine, and long story short, one of the only large storage units in the city is located on Mott Street. Usually it’s just a bunch of mini units all over, so I started digging, and there’s a unit tied to an untraceable company that just so happens to be located at?—”
“This Mott Street storage,” I finished. “But that could be any sketchy asshole wanting to hide their shit.”
“Well, that’s what we’re going to find out,” Shep said, tugging me closer to run his hand up my thigh. “This is just the first of what could be many leads, but I have a good feeling about it. Only a smug bastard would choose something right under our noses.”
I ran my thumb across his lips, wishing I could feel as hopeful as he did. But a lead was a lead, and I was down for whatever we needed to do to make the fucker pay.
“All right, then,” I said, looking up at my brothers and trying not to notice that King had averted his eyes. “What’s the plan?”
IT WAS CLOSING in on ten o’clock that night when our van slowed to a stop a few doors down from the public storage entrance. We’d learned they only kept one employee at the front desk for security after nine, but we had just the right man to keep him occupied.
Benoit grinned as he leaned over to the driver’s seat, where his scary arms dealer boyfriend, Dimitri Stavros, put the van into park.
“Aw, don’t look so put out,mon monstre,” Benoit said, planting a kiss along the jagged scar on the side of Dimitri’s face. “Being a lookout man is an important job too. After all, it’s usually mine.”
“Then let’s switch,” Dimitri said in a low growl.
“Oh yes, because you’re the perfect person to charm the man inside.”
“More like send him off screaming,” I said, and when Dimitri’s eyes met mine in the rearview mirror, I winked at him. “I mean that with the utmost respect, of course.”
“It’s time.” King’s firm tone had the van going silent before he nodded at Benoit. “You’re up.”
“My time to shine,” Benoit singsonged as he checked his face in the pull-down passenger mirror and adjusted his earpiece and pinhole camera.
“You need me, you call. Got it?” Dimitri said as Benoit reached for the handle.
“I know, I know. You’ll come in and kill everyone. But I think it’s important we keep a low profile tonight,mon monstre. Don’t you?”
Dimitri grumbled something I didn’t quite make out before pulling Benoit in and pressing a hard kiss to his lips. Seconds later, Benoit was slipping out of the car and stepping inside the building.
“You really think this is something?” I asked Shep again as I stared out the tinted window at the building across from us.
“I do. Something about this place just feels right.”
