CHAPTER 28
VINCE
Being pissed didn’t begin to describe how Vince felt about Sy right now. Sitting in a private booth at Flux, he watched as Sy grabbed two glasses, a bottle of scotch, and walked up to him. The club wouldn’t open until the late hours, but Vince knew Sy’s ritual after a job—have a drink at the club before going for a run. Except, this time, he wasn’t just running to keep in shape. He ran from their woman, and that just wouldn’t do.
“Someone tried to snipe me,” Sy growled, as he sat across him.
“Last night?”
“Yeah, at Morelli’s love shack. The bastard locked himself in and Viking tore the place down. Hell, he blew it up with enough C-4 to bring down a small country. Viking was…” He sighed. “I thought he would feel better after that, but I don’t think it worked. He’s stil
