Page 22 of His Enforcer

“Should teach him a lesson,” Luca says and then meets my gaze.

“He’d probably like that lesson a little too much,” Anthony says with a chuckle.

He would. That fucker likes pain.

A few minutes later, a hidden door behind the bookshelves swivels open and Bane appears, his hair a mess, his shirt stained with blood.

“Oopsie. Am I late?” he asks as he walks over to us, a skip in his step.

“You usually are,” Anthony says and then sighs when Bane sets something down on his desk.

“What is this?”

“Tongues. Just for you. If you want to display them. I put the best one in there. There’s even one with a piercing.”

Anthony picks up the jar and inspects it with a sigh. “I don’t know that Tatum would approve of this, but then again, it’s you…”

Bane grins and shifts on his feet. “So you like it?”

“I do.” He turns and sets it on the mantle behind his desk before looking back at us. “Now that we’re all here. Luca, do you have an identity on the girl yet?”

“It’s not one of Kit’s. He confirmed it last night. I was trying to do some more research into it but got a little sidetracked by an unexpected video call.”

His gaze meets mine, and I scowl at him.

“Right, well, then it seems she was either someone who wandered in and died at the warehouse, a total coincidence, or someone is setting us up. We had Doc take a look at the extensive pictures the twins sent us and he’s run a toxicology report from the blood they collected.” He pulls something up on his phone and sighs. “It seems there was an unknown drug in her system.”

“A new one on the market?” I blurt, and Anthony nods.

“It’s not from our supply. She got it from somewhere else, and either she broke into the warehouse herself, or someone brought her there to set us up.”

Luca runs a hand down his face as Bane wiggles around. “Oh.Oh. I have a thought.” He raises his hand as if in a classroom and waits for Anthony to call on him.

“Yes, Bane.”

“Well, what if we went undercover?”

“That would be a good idea if we knew who was doing it.”

“Right, well, when we find out, I volunteer. As tribute to the Costello family.”

I bite back a smile, and so does Luca, our eyes clashing and my grin falling from my face.

“Thank you, Bane. I’ll consider it. Although with the way things fell apart with Henry?—”

“Do not mention his name!” Bane shouts and then shrinks back slightly, running a hand through his hair. “I’m still looking for him. The trickster. I will have my revenge if it’s the last thing I do.”

He raises his fist, and Luca lets out a small chuckle.

“Right, so our aim is to find out who is making and distributing this drug and take them down?” Luca asks.

“Sounds far too simple, but yes. Please reach out to the different clubs around town to see if they know anything. And take Viktor with you. I want someone to have your back.”

My eyes fall on Luca, and he smirks at me.

“Will do, Boss.” He pushes himself up and my eyes fall, for just a second, to his crotch, that dick outline doing things to my mind before he adjusts himself.

“Let’s go, Vik,” he says as he moves past me, whispering lowly, “And stop staring at my dick. You’ll never have it.”

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