Page 128 of Bazooka
“First, I will send you a text with a location. After that, you will come to this location with Detective Biancchi. Unarmed.”
I frowned. “Who?”
“Marcello Biancchi.”
“Marcello is GPD. He has no jurisdiction here.”
“Lucky me. Do it anyway. And by the way…the pretty boy said to tell you he’s sorry.”
“I want to hear his voice. Proof of life. It’s non-negotiable.”
“I guess that’s reasonable.”
I heard some commotion on the other end of the line, followed by a weak whisper.
“Kochanie.”
At the sound of Luz’s voice, I barely stopped myself from throwing the nearest desk out of the window.
“You always kept telling me I’m not stupid, but I’m pretty dumb, huh? If I die before seeing you—”
“You are not dumb, and you’re not going to fucking die,” I growled. “Stay there, keep your mouth shut, and wait for me. But most of all, keep your mouth shut.”
“I have a bad feeling about this, Baz,” Luz said, sniffling. “I hoped for our happy ending, but—”
His voice was cut off, and then Mendoza spoke.
“I did my part. Now you do yours. Oh, and by the way, if I see anyone but Biancchi and you at the location, Goldilocks here dies.”
After he hung up, I just stood there, unable to move.
“Bazooka.”
“Bazooka.”
“Bazooka.”
Sometimes I hated my fucking name.
“Bazooka,” Maddox said, appearing behind me. “Call General Zablonsky. Jordan and Adam, find the nearest toilet and fuck each other because you’re of no use to anyone until you do. Vile, call John Smith and tell him to go to the location Bazooka will text him.”
Patricia blinked. “And whose location is it?”
“Luz’s bodyguard. Probably dead.”
I was ready to kill the world, but after I washed my face, I called General Zablonsky instead. I also didn’t beat around the bush.
“Something bad happened, General.”
“What is it? Is Mikolaj okay?”
I swallowed what felt like bile in my throat.
“Luz has been taken by Rio “The Ripper” Mendoza. It’s all my fault.”
Because you were irresponsible. Because you were thinking with your dick instead of your head.
I tried to ignore the thoughts in my head, but they wouldn’t leave.
