We all do as we’re told. It makes us free to speak to each other while we wait, though we’re all still quiet. Razer goes to the window, watching the front of the hotel. Blaze makes coffee now surveillance is set up.
“He’s arrived,” Nero says.
It’s weird we all hear it in our ears but not out loud, and glance around at each other.
“Going inside.”
“He’s headed to the bar.” One of the other guys we’ve planted said.
“Kivisto?”
Blaze watches one of his screens. Cipher tells us Wallen is on his phone, and a few moments later Kivisto steps out of the room opposite us. Blaze straightens and grabs another bag, then slips on thin latex gloves.
“On his way,” I say, getting up too.
We wait until it’s confirmed he is downstairs and heading to the bar, then Razer nods as Blaze and I head out and use the keycard to get into Kivisto’s room.
Blaze works his way around setting up cameras at varying different angles around the room, I go to the small black suitcase Kivisto has left on the luggage rack.
In my ear, Cipher says the two men are sitting down for a drink. Darius and his girl have come in and sat too close for them to speak freely. It’s one more way of us making sure they retreat to the room.
Fortunately, the case isn’t locked. Opening it, I rifle through the contents but find nothing useful. He has his phone with him, which we can monitor already thanks to Blaze cloning it.
I search every edge of the case until I feel something behind the fabric in the corner. There is a small tear in it, and I put my hand in and pull out a wedding band.
These mobbed-up assholes don’t give a shit if women they pick up are aware they’re married. That is something to store away. Is he worried about his wedding vows? No, he’s worried about what it will do to the truce with the rival family if he’s caught.
Not my business. I put it back and look around at Blaze.
“You done?” I ask.
“One more camera.” He moves over to the window and messes with the curtains, dragging over a chair to stand on so he can reach the rail. Once he’s done, he looks into the camera and speaks to Razer, asking how it looks.
“Everywhere is covered.”
After making sure everything is as we found it, we head back across the hallway to the other room. It took ten minutes in all. We wait another twenty before Wallen and Kivisto head upstairs.
Once they’re in the room, we gather closer to the laptop and Blaze makes sure the sound is good.
They get a drink, then go to the seating area. We have two cameras on them and can hear every word they say.
“Patched in Prez,” Blaze speaks. Nero can hear what is going on in the room now. He can’t risk coming upstairs.
Razer drags a chair over and sits down closer to the screens, I fold my arms and we watch the assholes getting comfortable. Blaze doesn’t take his eyes off the screen, but Razer and I share a look. He doesn’t need to say it, he agrees with me, letting Kivisto walk away is a mistake. The decision has been made, and we can’t change it.
Unless something goes wrong in that room.
“Have you spoken to my father?” Kivisto asks.
“We met before I left Virginia. He didn’t mention you.”
Razer smirks. “Burn.”
Kivisto scowls. “Yeah well, fuck him. He does not know what I’m capable of.”
“I wouldn’t brag too much. You didn’t kill the bitch.”
“He wanted me to do it in the middle of the damn strip club. There were people everywhere.”
