Bruce
“I want Elijah. Call him,” I barked at Roberto.
The large man gave a quick nod, pulling out his phone before heading in the opposite direction to make the call. His heavy footsteps faded as I turned to Maximus, who was already smirking.
"I'm going to make this quick," Maximus said with a slow smile, his eyes narrowing in amusement. I gave him a nod and then turned to Barry. "What do you have for me?"
I stepped closer, knowing that the deranged son of a b***h would have an ideal plan. Barry was, after all, the one who masterminded my prison break—and it went exactly how he wanted it to.
"It’s a hunt," Barry said, grinning like a predator. “You lay out a bit of bait and wait until the i***t catches on. I’ll get started on that, but it’ll take time. I know how my team thinks, how t
