The Joy of Revenge

CHAPTER 147 Douglas
Xavier
It was almost seven-thirty. The girls were probably done with dinner and on their way to Cohen Mansion.
After taking one last look at myself in the mirror, I exited my office and headed to my car.
Lou’s white van had already left for the mansion while most of my men were in another big room watching the feed from the CCTV cameras we set up at the Ol’ Barn.
“X, I’m on my way to Cohen Mansion,” I heard Link say through my earpiece. “Highland Oaks is quiet, but word on the street says people will be assembling here after the wake.”
“I’m about to leave myself. You have your
needed to see all angles of the house.
camera on?” I asked as I entered my car. We
“Yes. Dina’s already h ooked up to my feed,” he answered.
“Good. I’ll just see you at the mansion then,” I replied, driving out of the warehouse.
Recon work. It was tedious, but we couldn’t afford to go in blind.
The gas station incident was more than enough to make everyone realize the importance of
homework.
Questioning Douglas earlier made me realize that Pete operated using an intricate network with small cells seemingly working alone, yet part of a much larger operation. Pete was smart, but he was arrogant and egotistical.
I was hoping his insolence would be the key to taking him down, but the ba stard was slick.
My infuriating sister’s laughter followed me as I headed straight to the basement of the warehouse. Once inside, I immediatey saw Douglas ‘s dirty clothes thrown into a heap in one corner, as well as droplets of blood leading all the way to the bathroom..
While carefully avoiding the blood on the floor, I tiptoed to check the bathroom. There was dirt residue as well as leftover blood all over the wet floor and walls. The s on ofa bit ch was
bleeding bad.
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“Beaufort, he’s bleeding profusely,” Sam greeted me. “I called the Doc and he’s digging the
bullet out from Douglas ‘s arm. I got Max grabbing a bag of blood from the clinic. Doc says he needs a blood transfusion.”
“Is he conscious?” I asked.
“Yes, but barely,” Sam said. “I’d usually let scu mbags like him bleed out, but needed answers. Hell, I want answers.”
you said your
I walked in and saw Douglas lying on a sleeping bag as the Doc tended to him. Douglas ‘s skin was pale from blood loss and he was obviously in pain, shivering and wincing while the Doc operated on him. He was naked underneath the sleeping bag except for a gold necklace around his neck.
“Doc, sorry to interrupt, but I need some answers,” I apologized. Doc nodded his head without looking at me, focused on the bullet lodged in Douglas ‘s arm. “Douglas, I want to know how you get messages out to your boss.”

“The old man drives out until he gets cell service,” he murmured in an accent.
“Does he ever try to contact you?” I asked. He nodded his head.
“He drove by the gas station and had a meeting with the old man in his car,” he answered.
“When was that?” I asked.
“About a couple of months ago. He needed younger women,” he said.
“How does he pick up the girls?”
“He sends a white van every Friday night at nine. Those friends of yours were supposed to be
delivered tomorrow. I don’t know what happened, but his order changed. He only wants
blonde hair and blue eyes.”
“Do-you ever ride out and send messages?”
“We aren’t allowed outside. If we try to exit the basement without the call from the old man or the old woman, they’ll shoot us,” he answered, wincing in pain. Sam scoffed at his answer. Douglas wasn’t being honest.
“Old woman?”
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kidnap, then we eat. If not, we starve. I haven’t eaten in two days,” he mumbled before passing out.
So, Pete rarely contacted them, but they had a delivery scheduled for tomorrow. I’ll send someone to tail the van. It might lead us to Pete.
“Patch him up and give him something to eat when he wakes up, I instructed the Doc. Sam quickly bent down and placed handcuffs on Douglas, then took the necklace off of his neck.
“Beaufort, I have a small request,” Sam said following me out.
“What is it, Sam? Don’t tell me you’ve fallen in love with a stray?” I asked, turning around to
face him.
“No, it’s nothing like that, although he does remind me a bit of myself when I was nineteen,” Sam answered, pulling out a garbage bag from the supplies on one of the shelves. “You do remember my story right?”
“How can I forget? Don Domenico believes you are one of his best handpicked talents,” I said. Sam had a dark past and was fortunate enough to cross paths with Sebastian’s father. After a bit of training, he enlisted and came back a tightly wound killer.
“Yeah, Don Domenico help me realize my full potential in a way. But my tours in Africa and the Middle East made me cold inside,” Sam said, walking to the heap of dirty clothes on the
floor. “There’s something about Douglas that doesn’t add up and I want to keep him alive, maybe use him as bait.” He pulled the garbage bag open and began placing Douglas ‘s dirty
clothes inside. “In the trailer, I noticed the rage in his eyes when someone mentioned the gas station blew up. Now, all of a sudden he’s telling us a different story. He’s probably related to the old man and woman. First of all, he doesn’t look like he’s starving and second of all, his necklace is made of gold. He took the necklace out of his pocket and raised the pendant to the light. “It has the markings of the Angels of Darkness.”
I peered at the pendant and noticed a small diamond in the middle of the emblem. He was important somehow.
“Do you think he has a tracker on him?” I asked. He nodded his head.
“Yep, that’s why I’m using a blocker,” he answered, gesturing at the antenna of the GPS signal blocker hidden behind a container of bleach. “I already have the men on the lookout.”
“Cristos said K iki took a smartphone behind the counter,” I mentioned. “Do you think they can be tracking it?”
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“It’s possible,” Sam murmured, thinking. “He knows too much for someone who’s working against his will. And that statement about not being allowed out… He has so much dirt on his shoes for someone who isn’t allowed outside.” Sam picked up Do ugl as ‘s sneakers from the floor and showed me the bottom of the shoes. It was true. There was so much dirt stuck in between the grooves of the outsole.
I took a sip of my coke. F uck. If it wasn’t one thing, it was another. Joy and my sister needed to head back to New Salem now.
I wanted to kill him, but Sam may be right… he could be of more use to us. “Have that necklace scanned, then tell everyone we’re on red alert status. Close the gate and seal off the premises. Also, have someone head to the lake to throw away those clothes. Lastly, tell Doc to give Douglas a scan. If he has a tracker inside of him, take a scalpel and pluck it out.”
“What about Domenico and Primo?” Sam asked.
“I’ll warn Cristos before we leave, so he knows what to expect, then I’ll have Max take point.”
“I’ll stay behind while you get the girls to safety, Sam said. “I’ll drive out as soon as I know there isn’t a threat.”
“Thanks Sam,” I replied, patting him on the shoulder. “By the way, any word on the driver who crashed into Nicole? Has he talked yet?”
in “The driver said he was called to fulfill a promise he made to his friend, Luis Villegas, behalf of his son, and as a gesture of good faith, he was paid a nice sum of money,” Sam said. “We looked into the manifest of the airline he took. He came alone. He probably didn’t want to split the dough with anyone else.”
“Did he meet with Luis’s son?” I asked.
“No. He got the call from Capo Ba stone De Vega Everything he needed was waiting for him once he got off the plane. We tried calling the number De Vega used, but it’s off. Must be a burner,” Sam replied.
In other words, the driver was no longer valuable.
“Kill him and bury his body beside Cris’s,” I instructed. “We don’t need him anymore.”
“You got it.”
In New Salem, the details of Theodore Cohen’s wake greeted us. After loading my
my sister’s
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luggage drove of