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The front seat of his car was littered with takeout containers and empty coffee cups. He’d waited for two days for his dear brother Logan to show up at his house or the gym or the office. Logan wasn’t sticking to his usual routine because he was out of town, or something had him spooked. Daniel had placed a small explosive under the water heater in Logan’s garage. He couldn’t detonate it until the sneaky bastard chose to return to his house.
Yawning, he decided he’d go home, get some sleep, and come up with yet another plan to get rid of his half-brother. The write-ups in the newspaper and the feeds he got from Tijuana told the story of how Enrique and Pablo failed to kill one man. Daniel started his car and drove to the main thoroughfare that would take him to his own rented house. O
