Good.
“Let’s just focus on getting this video down first,” Lucas added.
That’ll be a miracle. Once on the internet, always on the internet.
20: Dark Connections
Davis’ P.O.V.
“What are we doing here, Davis?”
Frank was the first in the group to speak. There had never been a time I had seen him intimidated, not even now in a room full of criminals and large men with even larger muscles. He had buzzed his black hair down for the summer, barely leaving any on his scalp. It only added to his tough demeanor as he crossed his arms, scanning the room with nothing more than disdain.
“I need a favor. Quite a few favors, actually. I am calling in what I’m owed.”
“Must be pretty big for all of us to be called here,” he mused, gesturing with his head around the room.
“Each of you has a specific set of skills that I need. Starting with you, Frank.”
“I’m all ears, Dave,” he smirked at me, using my least liked nickname. He was trying to get under my skin like old times. The man was annoying as hell, but the only one I knew who was able to hack into any security system around without getting caught.
“I need you to hack into Porter’s business building security. Shut down the cameras, and once I am up, shut down the elevators.”
“What exactly do you need me for?” Lucius asked.
He was the darkest of the ones I had called here. A mercenary I met while trying to find Grace’s murderer. He had never lost a fight until he met me, and as such, stuck by my side like an unwanted blemish. He was someone I liked to keep at a distance. I had seen the smile that crossed his face as he heard his victims scream. It was one that still plagued my dreams at times.
“What you do best, Luc.”
His evil grin stretched across his face like the Cheshire cat, a grin that lingers. His silver hair hung over the large scar that stretched across his face. He hadn’t aged so well over the years, but that was easy to believe, considering his line of work.
His face now held a few wrinkles around his forehead and eyes. He may have aged, but his body still looks as physically fit as it did a decade ago. His muscles flexed as he fisted his hands beside him in excitement. The man reeked of evil, with an ominous aura that spread out around him like a thick fog.
“Who’s the target?”
“Idris Porter,” I said his name with such disdain, feeling it drip out of me like poison. A father who wasn’t a father at all. A man turned evil to keep his business going.
“He’s a pretty big figurehead, Dave. Can’t make him disappear without questions, even if I hack his social media,” Frank questioned me, as usual, always ready to pick me apart. Anything to try to show he was superior.
“Not trying to kill him, Frank. Just hurt him.”
Even though I’d much rather kill him.
“What's to say he won’t retaliate? The man has money to make us all pay,” this time it was Derek that spoke.
He didn’t like this plan, not one bit, but he knew it was the only way. He had been working through the ledger, but working on trying to turn everyone against Idris would take too long, and even then, some would be unwilling to cooperate with us.
“That’s where Mandy comes in.” I gestured to Mandy, who had been silently standing to the side in the darkness of the shadows. Not a single one had noticed her. That was what made her so special. She was so easy to miss because of her small stature and quiet nature. It made her perfect for what she did best.
“Mandy is going to get close to Idris and find dirt on him so that not even he will let it see the light of day.”
Her small round face broke into a smile as her little legs strode towards us and out of the shadows she’d been hiding in. Her dark ebony skin mirrored that of Carter’s, her cousin. She had short curly hair and hazel eyes that seemed to glow. Her smile made you think of someone kind and warm, which she could be when she wanted to be, but those instances were rare. She even strikes fear in Carter, and a little in me.
“I’ve already checked him out, and know just how to approach him.” Her small voice made her seem sweet and innocent, yet she was anything but. She could bring a man down to his knees in an instant. I’ve seen her do it countless times.
“This hinges on her?” Frank laughed, pointing to her as if she was nothing.
Mandy took offense, jumping on him in an instant. She was like a rabid monkey, climbing all around him and punching him anywhere she could. He would go to grab her, but she’d climb out of the way. At one point, she was dangling from his arm, kicking him in the face.
