Page 44 of Into the Blue
“If my honey was sitting up at the crib, walkin’ around in that, I probably wouldn’t be pickin’ up the phone either.”
“What?”Fuck. “Wassup?”
“You need to go talk to Colton. He is supposed to be keepin’ shit in line. If he’s not, then he needs to know that we aren’t cool wit’ it. We got those shrooms and wax coming.”
“What happened now?”
Redd walks over to the computer to pull up the information he’s talking about. I take a seat on the corner of the desk, looking over his shoulder to see just what the fuck is going on. “Multiple inconsistencies with the timelines. He was supposed to deliver on the last two late packages, today. He’s talkin’ some ra-ra bullshit and I’m thinkin’ he’s not cut out to lead like he said he could. That was too big an upfront investment to allow some whenever-the-fuck delivery times. What the hell did we pay for?”
“You check his lines?”
“The best I could, which is really well. He hasn’t made any calls that would make it seem like he has any sort of foul play happenin’. It’s the same guys and the same movements. His truck is takin’ the same routes.” He shows me the map that tracks those routes and they all match the ones that have been laid out for them.
“If I go, it needs to be silent. I can’t move with the whole team. The last thing I need is for word gettin’ out that we have any weakness. Even perceived. Two men, max”
He nods. “You could be there tomorrow if you leave tonight.”
I look back toward the gym and grimace.
“She’s gonna be fine here.” My jaw ticks again. “Well the only people who know she’s here are top tier and security is tight on the premises.”
“Double it.”
“For?”
“Her.” I’m not ready to leave her. I don’t want to leave her in my territory without me here. She will be protected by my best men. I’ll have eyes on her for the most part. But it wasn’t that long ago that I was scooping her broken body from the ground outside my warehouse.
It’s too soon,my heart and mind tell me.
Nothing’s more important than the money.
Fuck.
“It’s only a few days,” Redd reasons.
“I know.” I scrub a hand over my face. “Book the flight.”
Chapter 15
“Even with the favor of the law, I’m not superman, dude.” He tries to explain, but I really don’t give a fuck about his excuses.
September in Colorado isn’t half bad. It’s cooler here than it is in Louisiana, but I don’t mind it. It makes long sleeves more bearable for a trip I didn’t want to take. Sitting in the shade of his Douglas fir on benches outside of Colton’s home isn’t the worst way to spend my time. It’s the company that makes it irritating. The whole point of delegating was so I didn’t have to make trips like these.
I can’t stand to have this uncertainty and have my information be filtered through so many mouths. That trust I had is dwindling by the day. I can’t afford to wait for shit to fuck up before I take action.
This hazel-eyed, military-cut wannabe is a pet project that I have very big plans for. When I met him, he was doing small business. Selling to his friends and just outside their circles. After all, cannabis is legal in Colorado. All you have to do is present a valid ID and be older than twenty-one to get your hands on it.
His in with me? Selling medical grade at a wholesale price.
I bought out his operation within a week of meeting him randomly on a visit to see my brother.
Is Colton Flagg a good man? No, definitely not. He knocked up my brother’s best friend and the weekend I met him, he sent one of his guys to pick her up after her car broke down on the side of the road. One. Of. His. GOONS.Not him.When he wasn’t doing shit besides sitting up atthe house. Sorry absentee dad type of shit. It’s why I feel no ways about using him as a pawn in this setup.
Like I said, I bought him out fairly easily. But I knew he had enough money to at least put the mother of his only child in a decent sedan. The hoopty she was rollin’ in was junkyard fodder long before I saw it.
Could never be me.
But I digress, he is not a good man—which made him the best man to carry out the operation I had him on at present.
