Page 24 of Reid's Fixation
Chapter 5
Mark
Being one of Chicago’s chief of police wasn't an easy job. But someone had to do it.
He did it well. Too well. And there were reasons for that.
His underground criminal activities were hidden from everyone in his life.
He had no wife or kids, which made it so much easier to have hidden accounts and an entirely different life that he led each night.
During the day he was Mark Cazair. A distinguished officer who had been in the line of duty for a long, long time. But at night?
He became the Boss. That was it. No one knew his real name, nor did they see his face.
His right-hand man and the people closest to him hadn’t even seen his face fully.
He did that for a reason, and everyone just got used to how he ran his operations.
But his operation was getting sloppy. There was a chink in the well-oiled cogs and it was starting to fall apart.
He didn’t like it. Not one bit. It was a machine that had run perfectly for years and he knew just what was causing it to fall apart, and he knew he needed to take care of it.
He really needed to get the machine up and running again, smoother than it ever had, and he would. He had done it before; he would do it again. They were trying to overtake the Mikhail family and their territory so they could expand their drug operations even further.
Except the new head of the crime family, was ruining his plans because he was squeaky clean, had given it all up and the power that it came with because he wanted nothing to do with the legacy that was left at his feet.
He was cleaning up his part of town, making life better for the citizens there and as such, it put a massive damper in the running of Mark’s drug and prostitution ring.
And damn it, he wanted that kid gone. He tried every single trick in the book to get him arrested or killed, and yet none of them had been successful.
Every angle he tried had been shut down and every piece of fake evidence he had was thrown out of court and Mark was done.
He had several of Nikolai’s men arrested, but the lawyers were always able to get them out of their unfair sentencing.
He was hungry for more, knew that he was meant for bigger and better things and knew that the meat on Nikolai’s side of town was fresh and ready for plundering.
That the women that were under Nikolai’s protection were young and needing someone to control them.
That they didn’t see the piles of cash just floating away with every girl they didn’t use as a prostitute. Every corner that didn’t sell drugs.
It frustrated him beyond belief that such a bountiful piece of land was not being used to its full potential.
The police under his command had come close a couple times to finding the ‘evidence’ that wasn’t there to be found and Mark had found a way to pin everything on Nikolai.
He had a case against the man that was sure to be airtight.
Except the new rookie that had come in scared him. He saw too much and noticed even more.
He had found discrepancies in several cases that Mark himself had doctored and had found more than one man guilty that had been previously let out on false charges.
Mark didn’t like it and knew deep down that if that rookie kept digging, he would find what didn’t need to be found and had to do whatever was necessary to get rid of him.
He sent him to Nikolai’s. Hoping and praying that Nikolai would get rid of someone he didn’t know or trust and kill him.
It didn’t happen like he had hoped, and Mark had a feeling that Reid was becoming close to Nikolai.
It was why he had to shut it down. He could feel the two of them closing in on him, investigating him from inside Nikolai’s fortress.
