Page 23 of The Job

Chapter Fourteen

Trick

Ifrown, “Yeah, it could be that the kid has misinterpreted the information. But he was pretty adamant that his stepdad was going to be at this location.”

“Do we know what it is?” Jensen asks with a frown.

“I think it’s a storage place as far as I can work out.” Cash mutters, looking down at his phone and typing away.

“What kind of storage place?” Rafe asks.

“The kind that has lockers in the building as well as ones outside of the building,” Cash replies.

We fall silent as we all pay close attention to our surroundings and the area that we are heading into. We drive by the place first, getting a feel for it and to see if we can see anything that wouldgive us cause for concern, or even mean that we can get easy access to the place to check it out.

Although it looks really run down and like it could do with a serious security upgrade, it does still have security, so the chances of us being able to sneak in and have a really good look around are pretty slim. We would immediately get noticed, just our presence would be classed as suspicious.

We loop around again, looking for any signs of our target. Fortunately, we get extremely lucky, and I notice the guy that the kid showed me a picture of leaving one of the outside lockers. He is really fucking cagey about leaving the place. Only opening the door enough that he can squeeze through and no more. We definitely want to get a good look at what is in there. Since it is an outside one, the security is a bit more lax, and we might actually be able to do it without raising any suspicions.

Maybe, it’s still more risky than I would like though.

For now, I want to follow the guy and see where he leads us. We need all the information that we can get so that we can take him down, and make sure that he isn’t a threat to the kid and his mom anymore.

“Is that him?” Cash asks as we watch the guy walk through the lot and head to the office.

“Yeah, that’s him,” I frown, “I’m surprised that he is heading to the office at this time. I would have thought that it would be shut.”

“It might be one of those places that stay open twenty-four seven,” Riot says.

“Yeah, maybe,” I reply.

The conversation with the kid lasted longer than I thought it would, clients usually say very little in the meetings and actually tend to just hand over a file with all of the information that we need to know in it and that’s it. It also took longer than Iexpected to get here. All of this means that the sun has finally set, and darkness has taken over.

It works in our favor because it means that we can follow the guy a lot easier.

“Do you want to go and check out the locker?” Jensen asks.

I shake my head, “I don’t want to risk getting caught before we have the information that we’re going to need to get rid of him.”

“Good point,” Jensen agrees and then asks, “so, we’re going to follow him for as long as we possibly can then?”

I nod and then sigh as I start to feel slightly overwhelmed by the situation. I really fucking want to help the kid and his mom, and I am worried that we are not going to be able to. Time is not on our side in this situation; in fact, time is actively working against us. We don’t have the luxury of following him for a few days and learning about all of his contacts, associates, and, hopefully, something that we can use to blackmail and bribe him.

That is what we usually do in this situation, and I am always surprised at how quickly we end up finding something that we can use to bribe the person we are after. It also makes me question my faith in humanity. We don’t have the time to do that though. It can sometimes take up to a week, maybe even more, depending on the situation, and we try to keep jobs like that closer to home since otherwise the parents get suspicious, and we absolutely do not want them to find out about this side of us.

They wouldn’t understand and would most likely be horrified too.

“You’ve gone quiet,” Cash mutters.

I can feel their eyes on me, they know me almost as well as I know myself, and I know that there is no point in trying to play off my silence as nothing. None of them would believe it.

“I’m worried that we’re not going to be able to stop this in time,” I say, sharing my fear with them.

Everyone looks just as worried as I am, mostly because we are all realistic about the situation we are in.

“If we can’t end this through him, then we end it through her,” Jensen suggests, his face set into a heavy frown and I can practically see the wheels in his head turning.

“What do you mean?” Rafe signs, a curious look on his face.

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