Beautiful Fisher. That long midnight hair, sleek body, and fierce attitude. He’d been missing him since he’d sold him to Solomon.
It was one of his biggest regrets.
Oh, how he mourned when that transaction had been completed. If he could just get his hands on both Fisher and Boston. He would make Fisher his right hand by using Boston as leverage.
Then they could rule all assassins together.
His excitement grew.
“You’re going to help me.” He pointed the bloody end of the bat at Scotty.
“I’ll do anything,” Scotty said. No way did he want to end up like Kit. He was sorry for ratting out Fisher, but he wanted to live. It had taken him years to reconnect with his family after Tanis had tired of him. Now, he had a little sister to help his mom take care of. “Just tell me what to do.”
“Oh, I will,” Tanis whispered and the evil smile that curled the man’s lips brought bile rising into Scotty’s throat and sent a cold chill of dread up his spine.
One week later…
Speeding down the interstate, Real took the incoming call from Dave and flipped on his blinker.
“Where are you?”
“On my way to Genesis headquarters. Why?” He took the exit and stopped his jeep at the red light.
“I just want to know if you got a feel for Justice that day in Savage’s office?”
“Why?”
“He’s been radio silent for a while.”
Real didn’t comment. Justice wasn’t his problem. He had only spoken to Justice in the parking lot that day because Dave had asked him to.
He made a left turn when the light changed.
Dave sighed. “Do you think your words made a difference?”
“No. Justice feels too much guilt right now to see clearly. I would have to talk with Fisher to make a dent.”
“What do you think of Justice?”
“He’s solid, super fucking smart, and very careful. Along with his skill set and from what I’ve heard from Steel, he’s one of the best.”
Real had made it his mission to find out about every single Erebus assassin. Having that knowledge would serve him well when they went after Blue.
During his investigation, several Erebus assassins had stood out, and Justice had been one of them.
“You like him for Genesis?”
Real didn’t want to get his hopes up, but hell yeah, he would. “Justice? Yeah, why?”
“If things go south between Fisher and Justice—”
“More than they already are?” he cut in.
“Like I was saying…if they can’t work together after all is said and done, I’ll offer Justice a place in Genesis.”
“Why not Fisher? He’s got military training too.”
“Fisher is a wild card and he’d never take orders from you.”