Chapter Twenty-Seven
Cayce
We were ready to face Niko Armstrong bright and early the next morning. The detectives, Ronnie and Brad, were with us. They’d wired Chase to get recorded evidence of anything Niko might say that could be used against him. His days of blackmailing me would soon be history.
The detectives sat in their unmarked car just outside the gates of Mantabo’s secured parking lot. They had a judge lined up to give them a warrant for Niko’s arrest if they got enough evidence to take him where he belonged — jail.
I pulled up to the gatehouse with my brothers sitting beside me. “Hey Kyle,” I greeted the gatekeeper. “We’re here to see Niko. He sent for us.”
“Yeah. I’ve got your names on the list. They’ve been on here since the day you guys left this place,” he told us. “How’
