*Eye roll emoji* I guess it’s fine. You’re lucky I like you.
Ryan:
lol thanks, I guess.
Ryan:
So… your brother. You hear from him lately?
Naomi:
Nope, but this is normal, Ry-guy. He’ll be back as soon as he can. Don’t worry about him. He’s the dude all the bad guys are afraid of.
Ryan:
Right. Ok. Yeah, I’m sure he’s fine, I was just wondering.
Naomi:
Listen, all my pals are on summer vacation. I’m not doing anything today. You wanna hang out? You can take me for ice cream.
I snorted at that but smiled. Iwasn’tdoing anything today. We had just wrapped Mr. Renfew’s service, and because I had been obsessively doing everything in my power to get my mind off of Cal, I was super caught up on all my paperwork.
Ryan:
Sure. I’ll come pick you up in an hour?
Naomi:
Oooo yaaaaaas! Can we take the hearse?!
Ryan:
Lmfao. Sure. See you soon.
As much as I would never admit it, I was really glad Naomi had asked to spend time with me. If I couldn’t see Cal, I supposed his little sister was the next best thing. Besides, maybe I could grill her a little more on his past. She probably knew him better than anyone.
Feeling slightly better than I had in days, I grabbed my keys and headed to Cal’s house.
This mission was going to fucking shit. These dudes were more slippery than goddamn eels.
I wanted to go back to Logan’s trailer and just end shit, but Vox refused to let me after the stunt I pulled last time. He was concerned that because they were now on alert and ready for us, we wouldn’t be so lucky, trying to jump them again, so we’ve been reduced to stalking them from a distance.
Low key, I was grateful Vox was being stubborn about it. If I was being honest with myself, I didn’twantto kill these dudes. I liked what they were doing, and if Damian wasn’t holding the safety of Ryan and my sisters over my head, I would probably fucking help them.
Vox had looked into Ronan Carter. When Ronan was a cop, he worked on several cases involving pedophiles. Some of the judges and lawyers on these cases had connections with Apex. Vox had the idea that we look into the defense attorney responsible for most of Ronan’s targets getting off with minimal or no jail time. His name was Dillan Zanetti, and he seemed like a massive douche canoe.
Looks like Ronan had been busy. He’d already murdered most of the pedophiles the justice system had failed to imprison, so it only made sense that he might go after the defense attorney next.
Again, I hated this. My heart wasn’t in it at all. If I needed to straight up protect one of the pedos this ex-cop had already killed, I would have flat-out refused. However, I supposed I could stomach the defense attorney. He was technically just doing his job, and if it was between that guy and Ryan’s life, I was gonna pick Ryan every time.
Our plan was to wait for them to attack Zanetti, then intercept, save the asshole they were trying to kill, and eliminate them in the process.
But they hadn’t made a move, and I couldn’t figure out why.
Vox gestured to himself and then me and gave me a knowing look.
Indicating that he thought they hadn’t made a move because they knew we were here waiting, but I didn’t understand how. I’d been leaving my phone in the car in case they were somehow using our personal devices to track us.
