We weren’t far from the first strip club on my list. There were three that Jagger could be at.
“We’re driving by a certain type of club. Jagger is obsessed with them.”
Wren scoffed. “I see. It’s probably because he can’t get a girl any other way.”
We pulled into the parking lot of our first stop. I scanned the cars and there was no sign of the black SUV I knew he’d be driving.
“He’s not here.”
Our second stop was on the other end of the Strip, and the third was further than that. When we made it to the second one, Jagger wasn’t there. However, when I pulled up to the last one, a gleaming black SUV was parked out front.Jackpot. Wren sat up in her seat, her chest rising up and down with her rapid breaths.
“That’s his car, isn’t it?”
Nodding, I parked out of sight. “Yes. And as soon as he leaves, we’ll go from there.” I pulled out my gun and set it in the center console. Wren glanced down at it and then focused back on Jagger’s car. “Do you know how to use a gun?” I asked her. “I’m assuming you do since you stole one of mine to kill my brother.”
Wren bit her lip sheepishly. “When it comes to fighting with my fists, I know everything. But I’ll admit, I don’t know much about guns. I watched a video on how to use one the morning of the meeting. You can learn pretty much anything on the internet.”
Out of all the things she could say, I wasn’t expecting that. “Thank God you didn’t get a chance to try. When all of this is over, we’ll go shooting together.”
Wren exhaled a sad sigh. “When all this is over, I don’t see our paths going the same way. You will take over your family’s empire, and I want to pursue my fighting career. How could our lives possibly work together?”
I didn’t have the answer to that, but I knew I loved her enough to do whatever needed to be done. Before I could tell her that, Jagger stumbled out of the club and fumbled with his keys.
“There’s the cocksucker now,” I growled, putting my car in gear.
Jagger drove out of the parking lot, and I could hear his music pumping as he went down the road. We followed at a distance, and I was shocked to see him venture into the old downtown. The streets were darker, with fewer lights. Not to mention, the bastard was probably drunk. This could work to my advantage.
“Where is he going?” Wren wondered.
His brake lights brightened, and I slowed down when I noticed him pulling over to the side of the road by a dark alley.
“We’re about to find out,” I said.
Jagger opened his door and rushed out, leaving his car idling on the side of the road. Turning off my lights, I parked and watched him pull out his cock and scurry into the darkness. I grabbed my gun, and Wren clutched my wrist, her eyes filled with worry.
“Be careful.”
I leaned over and kissed her. “This is for Ripp.”
It was late and dark, with no other cars in sight. When it came to ending someone’s life, I never thought too much about it. It was always something that had to be done. With Jagger, though, I was excited about killing him; I could feel the anticipation coursing through my veins.
I walked into the alley, focusing on Jagger leaning against the brick wall and spraying his piss everywhere. My finger twitched to pull the trigger, but I had to wait. I wasn’t the type of man to shoot someone in the back. I wanted to look them in the eyes and make them look at me when I killed them.
Jagger zipped up his pants and whirled around, his face full of shock when he spotted me. There was no time to waste. He scowled and tried to reach into his holster for his gun, but I pointed mine and pulled the trigger. His blood splattered across the brick building, and his body landed with a thud against the concrete.
One down, one more to go.
* * *
The drive to my house was silent, but Wren kept her hand on my leg. I knew she saw everything that happened. Luckily, I sensed no fear from her. The last thing I wanted was for her to be afraid of me.
When we pulled into the garage, Benny opened the kitchen door. Word traveled fast in my world. If anyone knew that Jagger was dead, I’d hear about it.
“Have you heard anything yet?” I asked him.
Benny shook his head. “No, but it won’t be long. Nikolai’s probably expecting one of us to go after Jagger.”
I looked over at Wren. “It’s time to give my brother a call.”
