The word around the mansion was that Ian was closing in on a target he’d been pursuing for over a year. One that kept eluding his grasp. Michael Grady. A big time drug smuggler and ruthless enforcer, Grady had people in all five boroughs working for him throughout his vast criminal enterprise. He sustained his fearsome reputation by being brutal in his methods and notorious for dispatching his enemies in a variety of heinous and inventive ways. Many wound up in pieces spread over the tristate area.
Adam was in the kitchen, fixing himself a sandwich when Mei strolled into the room. He mumbled a hello while shoving half his lunch into his mouth. He was ravenous after spending six hours letting Kalifa beat him black and blue.
“I thought our date was for one?” He swallowed around a mouthful,
