Page 74 of Lucky Boys
“Thanks, B,” Diego said. I could hear him typing through his mic.
I quickly placed the bugs. They were tiny as fuck and, according to Diego, undetectable. I didn’t know who his contact was to get this kind of equipment, and it was probably better not to.
“Done. Can I take the flash drive out?” I asked.
“Hang on . . . Okay, go ahead, I’m in.”
I pulled it out and shoved it in my pocket.
“Your friend better move quickly,” Korhonen whispered, but I heard him. My heart pounded in my chest, but I left the office without being seen.
“I’m done in the office. Should I try to get upstairs? I can put some devices in his bedroom and look for Matthew.”
“No.” That was Luca. “Just get out of there. If you see somewhere else to leave one on your way, do it, but don’t take risks.”
“Got it.”
“I dropped one in the living room, sunshine,” Skye told me.
“Understood.”
I started to head to the front door, as Korhonen and Skye were already outside, when I saw something that stopped me in my tracks.
“Uh, guys?” My voice hushed just in case Larsen could hear me, “There’s a kid here.”
A little kid with light, nearly white, floppy hair sat at the table, eating a sandwich and playing something on a tablet.
“Matthew?” Diego asked.
“No, a kid, kid. He’s like 6 or 7. He’s eating a sandwich.”
“Fuck. Does he look scared or in trouble?”
“No, he seems fine. He’s playing on a tablet.”
“Don’t talk to him then. We’ll figure it out later,” Luca replied.
“Can you get me a clear shot of him?” Diego added.
“Yeah, hang on.”
I slid around the corner, careful to stay out of the kid’s direct eyesight, but he wasn’t paying attention. “Got it.” That was from Diego. “I’ll start facial recognition on him.”
“Do it think it’s Larsen’s kid?”
“As far as I know, he doesn’t have any children,” Luca added. “But I guess it’s possible.” Not that the kid looked like him, but that was best-case scenario, right?
“Good job, trouble. Now get the fuck out of there.”
“Why is everyone always saying that to me?” I grumbled.
After about a minute, I was walking out the door. Korhonen pulled out his phone, and 30 seconds later, the power came back on. I breathed a little easier.
“I’ll go tell him we’re done. You two get back in the van.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. This job had gone way too smoothly. I wanted to be long gone before shit hit the fan.
Skye and I were already settled in the back when Korhonen came back. He didn’t say a word until we were off the property and on the main road.
