“Kids, do not move. He won’t kill me.” I narrowed my eyes. “I don’t think your boss will like that too much.”
“One.”
“Ignore him!” I hoped they’d listen.
“Two.”
“Do not move, kids. Trust me!”
He stepped closer and pressed the barrel of the gun to my head. “Orders were for the kids, not you…I don’t think the boss gives a shit what I do to you.”
“You’ll never get off this property alive.”
He smirked. “Three.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Gideon
The office was trashed,that was for sure. The cops were well aware of who I was, but the ones present weren’t on my payroll. I’d shot a text to the chief, who was on my dime, and told him to handle this.
Rita spent an hour going through paper work, noting all that was taken while Dean, Danny, Alex, and I did our best to clean up. People would be arriving in the morning, many in need of help, and they didn’t need to see any of this.
“Seems like nothing too vital was taken.” Rita closed a file drawer. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say they made more of a mess rather than rob me.”
“Likely it was Lorcan; stay vigilant.” Danny tied up a garbage bag and tossed it by the door. “The fact that this wasn’t a robbery and they wanted us out of the house—my guess is that after the cops leave, it can get really ugly.”
Alex moved toward the windows, surveying the street, Rita was finishing up with the police, and Dean was sweeping upglass. I just stood there, a niggling feeling poking at the back of my mind. Even the hairs on my arm were standing up.
My phone vibrating in my pocket pulled me from my worry, briefly, because the text that came through validated my fear.
Unc Gid, it’s Matteo. There’s bad men. Help!
“We gotta go, now!” I shouted.
I’m coming.
The cops jerked their heads at me, but everyone else didn’t question a thing. I raced out of the office, carelessly probably, but I didn’t give a shit.
“What’s going on?” Dean asked as soon as we were in the SUV.
“We need to get home.”
“Boss?” Alex looked at me through the rearview.
“The plan was to get as many of us out of the house as possible, but not to ambush us here.”
“Oh, my God!” Rita gasped. “The kids.”
“Faster, Alex,” I urged.
What normally only took about fifteen minutes felt like hours. As we got closer to the house, cold dread crept over my body. The gate was open, and I could see two of my men on the ground.
“Shit,” Danny muttered. “None of the men are checking in.”
“I had the place surrounded. How’d they get on the property?”
“We’ll figure it out. Gid, right now we need to get in there and make sure our kids are okay.” Dean gripped my hand.
