Chapter 116. Payment in Blood

By the time we arrived the Conors’ secret mansion, I had worked up a rage.

I no longer had an eye on Olivia as I’d lost my phone with the tracker in it, and Henry’s phone rang unanswered. My guards back at the Fletcher mansion reported that his radio was off as well.

I stepped out of the car, fighting off thoughts of just murdering Dean, but especially enraged at the Conors for not giving me the breathing space to neither think nor act since the night Mateo’s greed killed him.

I yanked the back door open as our guards took position, half of them circling the house, while the others penetrated the building.

Gripping the dead driver by his collar, I pulled him out of the car and started to drag his corpse like a rice sack towards the house.

Tara stayed silent behind me, but I could feel her anger strangely directed at me. I kept that thought locked away to consider later.

The guard who had stuck beside me in that past hour stopped before the door now to gl