The good news is these idiots out of Boston aren’t as slick as they think they are.
It’s actually adorable.
While I haven’t been able to find Connor,yet. I’m sure one of these idiots will lead me in the right direction.
The good news is Rafe came through and we have tracked Patrick Murphey to a location where he’s been running a little gambling scheme out of the back office of a laundromat.
I stand across the street from the building, hands in my coat pockets, watching. It’s after midnight and everything is dark.
To the outside world it appears no one is inside, but I know better.
Rafe steps up beside me, chewing gum. If he’s trying to walk in there with the element of surprise, he’s doing a piss poor job.
I turn to look at him. “First off, spit out your gum.”
Rafe laughs before spitting it out. “Tough crowd.”
“You take the side door,” I point to it for emphasis. “And stay quiet.”
“And you?”
A smile spreads across my face. “I’ll knock.”
“God, I love when you knock.”
I step off the curb before he can say anything else.
As I approach the door my pulse is steady. This part never rattles me. It’s simple…either they die right away, or I let them live long enough to talk.
Not much to worry about.
Since obviously, I’m not going to knock, I make my way to the door, and very quietly pick the lock.
Rafe is already inside and has me covered just in case we get any unexpected guests.
I take the steps slowly, making sure that the floorboards don’t squeak as I approach the door to the office in the back.
Then without any preamble, I kick it open. Patrick Murphey is sitting behind a table, his eyes wide, cash still in his hands.
He doesn’t even get a full breath in before I cross the room and slam him face-first into the table.
His nose breaks with a soft crunch.
The sound is glorious.
Blood spills down his face.
One asshole sitting across the room rushes toward me, swinging wildly.
I duck. Then he’s back, lunging at me. I grab him throwing him to the floor and kicking him in the rib.
Behind me, I hear footsteps and then another set.
Fuck.
There were more men than I expected.
I turn over my shoulder and see that Rafe has the other guy handled.
