Chapter 28“Eddie?” Blake said, keeping his voice low and his gun pinned to Sean. “Tell me ya locked the gate after ya took care of the car.
The goon swallowed. His eyes turned timid when they went to his mentor. “I . . . I don’t remember.” His own gun was still pointed at Jack.
Blake’s eyes closed. He tilted his head and slid his tongue inside his cheek before he glared right through Edward, who turned away. His attention went back to Jack.
“Everyone remain calm,” said Albano, carefully scanning the room. “For all we know, it’s some Girl Scout selling cookies.” He gripped the armrests of his chair and clenched his jaw as he slowly pulled himself to his feet. Blake assisted him.
“Yeah,” Sean said, his eyes watching Albano like a hawk. “Make sure you order me a box of Thin Mints.”
Alban
