CARTER
I slammed the blade into the wall beside his f*****g head, backing away from him. As mad as I was right now, time was ticking and this fucker seemed to know a lot more.
"Boss?" I heard Rick but I raised my hand.
My mind was reeling, I needed to think carefully and not rationally.
Inhaling before exhaling sharply, I glared back at Ace. "Where is he?"
"He never stays in one spot but he does go to this place. It's a ghost town. Goussainville-Vieux Pays."
I frowned. "What would he be doing around there?"
"It's where he does most of his planning. The last I've been there, the man has an entirely underground operation. You wouldn't believe anyone was there."
Before I could speak further, my phone began to ring. Sighing, I pulled out my phone and looked at one of the many numbers
