He gestured toward Louis. "I'll let him explain."
Louis rolled onto his back, squinting at me with his good eye.
"Mr. Park, it's not my fault. It's..." the man started.
"What the fuck happened?" I yelled, cutting him off. "Why are there bodies at the site?"
Louis's sobs intensified, his gaze moving from Julian, back to me. "I... a client wanted me to dispose of them."
"One ofmyclients?" I asked, desperate to find out who I needed to kill.
Louis hesitated before shaking his head. "Someone I work with on the side."
On the side? On the motherfucking side?
"Who?" I demanded.
Silence. This bitch didn’t want to answer.
"Answer me, or I'll not only kill you but your twin sons, who'll be going to college soon, too," I hissed.
They were almost eighteen. They were no longer kids. It was okay for me to end them, though I hoped it didn’t come to that.
Louis's eyes widened in terror. "I'll tell you. Please don't... don’t hurt my family."
"Then fucking tell me!" I roared, before glancing back toward my car, hoping Noelle hadn't heard me.
I didn’t need her to come over here and see this shit. This wasn’t how I wanted to reveal the darker side of our lives to her.
"It was... Aaron Clark," Louis sobbed.
"From Clark Constructions?" Julian asked.
Louis nodded. “Yeah. Him.”
"Did he tell you to set us up?" Julian asked.
Louis sobbed harder.
"Answer him," I demanded, knowing Clark Constructions had been a thorn in Julian’s side for a while now.
“I was supposed to have them buried at the last job site,” Louis confessed.
“What site?” Julian asked.
“The Bak Children’s Center that Cattaneo Concrete Solutions poured the foundation for last month.”
That was another one of my projects with the Cattaneos. So those bitches were targeting both of our families.
“But... I kept them a little longer than I should’ve,” Louis said. “So... I had to make up for it at this site, or Aaron would’ve killed my wife and sons.”
"So, you decided to get rid of your client's problem atmysite and use Cattaneo Concrete Solutions to cover it up without going through the proper channels because Aaron Clark told you to?” I asked, just to make sure I understood this bullshit.
"I'm sorry..."
"What the fuck can your sorries do for me?" I shouted.
Louis opened his mouth, then closed it. Finally, he whispered, "I've been working with you for years, Mr. Park, and..."