Lorenzo’s words played back through Jaxson’s mind. ‘Men like Niko don’t talk.’
Jaxson looked at the portly man standing in front of him and thought, ‘Damn. I’m screwed.’
He had thought he could talk to the man after Lorenzo told him about the possible contract on his life. Now he saw the error of his reasoning. And it was too late to backtrack.
They were in the middle of an old, abandoned car junk yard located just on the outskirts of town. Now that Jaxson thought about it, the location should have raised several red flags and he should have never driven here. Especially alone.
As if the creepy car graveyard did not raise every hair on Jaxson’s back, there was also the small matter that Niko hadn’t come alone for their talk. The older man was in the company of two men with bouncer-lik
