Page 104 of Thrill Me (Dark Odyssey 3)

I’m with Gabe and Nick. We’ve just come back to the family home to plan. We’ve made this our central point to meet.

It’s been a week and we’ve had nothing. That’s not good.

“What do you think we should do boys?” I ask. I’m open to their suggestions.

“I’m trying to brainstorm. It’s very clear that people are being told not to talk to us,” Gabe puts in.

Nothing is truer than that. I’m seeing the same kind of fear we witnessed in Cole. Although with him I can’t be too sure if he was scared or hyped up on the shit he’d taken.

People are scared to talk though.

Of course they would be. It’s Stephanou Portaleu. You know from the name not to fuck with him and be foolish enough to implicate yourself.

We’ve searched the underground and nothing.

The door crashes open and Vincent walks in shoving a guy forward, ahead of him who’s been gagged. He had his hands bound in front of him and looks like he’s been beaten.

I have seen Vincent in days and when I saw last saw him he was pretty much the same as he was after I found him with Sorcha.

Now he looks like he’s just come out of hell.

Vincent kicks the man making him fall over and knock his face into the hardwood floor.

“Get the fuck up, you fucking dog. Fucking get up,” Vincent shouts and kicks him again.

I don’t know who this guy is but I already know there’s a chance he won’t be leaving here alive.

The guy crawls on the ground like a dog .

I walk up to them. “What is this Vincent?” I ask.

“Boys meet Agent Grant. The fucking fed who put me in this mess. Fucking bastard.” Vincent pulls out his gun and aims it at Agent Grant.

It must definitely be a cold day in hell for us to have a fed in this house.

Nick and Gabe join us and we stare at Agent Grant who is sobbing.

Vincent rips the gag from his mouth and growls at him.

“Fucking talk and tell me what I want to know, or it won’t end with you,” Vincent spits. “I will kill your family, every last one of them to make you pay.”

I glance at Vincent and see he’s being serious as fuck. He will do it, he would do it and show no mercy.

“I didn’t know this would happen I swear it. I swear it,” Agent Grant cries.

“Lying fuck. You fucking liar. Let me bring you boys up to speed. This sick fuck here linked up with The Fontaines. He’s working with them, probably sipped tea and ate fucking biscuits with them, pretty sure too he knows who our pest is.”

Jesus Christ. What the fuck? I raise my gun too and aim it at Agent Grant.

“Please no… I didn’t know what would happen. I didn’t know. It was a job. It was just a job. I didn’t know anyone was going to die.”

“No? You fuck with Mobsters and didn’t know there would be consequences?” Gabe shouts.

“I want all the details, everything,” Vincent seethes. “You met with me and fucking played me. My wife is dead because of you. You will tell me everything I need to know. I want it all from the beginning. I want to hear how and why. I want to know what led to this. A world where my wife is dead and my son doesn’t have a mother.”

Agent grant shakes, eyes on Vincent. Eyes pleading that he might spare him. pleading for mercy. Hope that if he tells him what he needs to know he’ll spare his life.

“Last year I was approached by Marc Fontaine,” he begins. “he’s had people watching you for a while. Long time. Listening and watching and looking for a way to destroy you for killing his brother and weakening their structure.”

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