Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
“I’m training them too.” She gives my shoulder a squeeze. “I’ve been thinking about the Esposito family.” The name only has rage flooding me. I keep my anger under control, but Naomi catches the glint of it. I have always been good at masking emotions, keeping my demeanor calm and unfazed, but she’s getting good at reading me. She’s the only one I allow to see this side of me.
“What of them?” They are on the bottom of the list. Not because they are the least threatening; no, they blow. When we finally do hit them, it won’t be in the middle of the night where no one is the wiser that we were behind it. There will be a display. The final act.
“I want to start now with them. A longer game.” There’s a hint of excitement in her voice.
There are already wheels in motion, and people in places or on their way to them. It has been a lot of planning, but it’s already unfolding. In fact, one of the plans should be happening even now as we speak. Naomi gives me a small smirk, lifting her brows, wanting me to guess.
My mind shuffles through what she might want to do without alerting the Esposito’s to anything. I’m sure they are already slightly on edge. A meeting has been requested a few times from Tommy, wanting to smooth things over about his nephew. He took a shot at my Naomi. There is no smoothing anything over, and soon everyone will learn that. War keeps postponing the meeting, but it will have to happen.
“You’re not as mad about him shooting at you as you are about the torment and unrest he’s put upon Mac.” A small dip of her chin lets me know that I’m correct. “You want to torment him. You want payback for the seed of doubt he put in Mac’s mind.”
“I want to hunt Luigi down, the same way he tried to hunt her down.” Excitement lights up her eyes.
“And your plan for this?”
“My brothers. I want to send them his way and have them toy with him. Start messing with his head. Breaking into his homes, having a few of his men disappear. I want him terrified.” The more she talks about the plan she’s concocted, the more animated she gets.
“Everyone should get to have a bit of fun. It shouldn’t be all business,” I tease.
“You don’t think it’s petty and stupid?”
“No, the more antsy we make them, the more likely they are to fuck up. Tommy is going to grow more agitated with his nephew. It might be interesting to see what he’ll do about him.”
“You think he’d kill his own nephew, but he wasn’t willing to hand him over to us?”
“Yes,” I say with certainty. “Handing him over to you has nothing to do with his care for his nephew. They aren’t Marinos. It was about saving face. He’s already getting worried that you and War keep pushing off a meeting.”
“I’m still debating how I want to handle that.”
“With good reason.” I grip her hips, spreading my thighs at the same time so I can pull her between them. “See how all the other chips fall.” I unzip the thin windbreaker she has on over her sports bra to kiss her stomach. “Are you going to give them hell?”
“That’s the plan.” She turns, glancing over her shoulder when the patio door opens, Mac stepping out. “Are you excited?” Naomi asks her.
“About being hunted? Not really.” Mac laughs, nonetheless. “But I brought toys.” She spreads her palm out to reveal her surprise.
“What are they?” Naomi asks, her curiosity piqued.
“They’re mini drones. The smallest, fastest, and quietest on the market. Uncle Z helped me get them.” Mac comes over to give us a closer look.
“I can’t believe how tiny they are. This is a game changer, Mac. You’re a genius.” Mac gives Naomi a full-blown smile.
“They may be the size of a bigger bee, but they have the vision of a dragonfly. Those boys won’t even know they’re being followed. These babies have all the bells and whistles. GPS, high-res thermal imaging camera, and night vision, to name a few.”
I have to say this is the most confident I’ve seen Mac since everything went down at the warehouse.
“That’s badass,” Naomi tells her. If Mac doesn’t want to come face-to-face with a person hunting her down, then it’s best to be far enough ahead of them that they can’t catch up and find her. “How do you control it if you’re running?”
“I’m still working that all out, but I got my girl with me.” She taps her ear. I don’t see an earpiece there, but I’m sure there is one. “She’ll feed me details of approaching targets, and if I can—” She opens her jacket to reveal a tablet in a pocket and a few other items.