Chapter 47

When the doors open on the third floor, Mico greets us with a smile. He’s leaning against the doorframe to the office, and there are another couple of security guards perched on the desk with the bank of monitors to the right. I am happy to see the two uniformed men sitting behind that are distinctively Carrero, and I guess he only trusts blood to watch his club from here on in. I wonder what happened to the guard from before, the one who let that arsehole try to take me and shiver with the obvious answer.

Alexi would have extracted whatever information he needed and cut him loose. Not breathing and weighed down with concrete boots at the bottom of the river, probably. I wonder if he ever sorted the Santagato issue out and if I am still in danger by coming back here.

Although knowing Alexi, he is a lot more inventive with ways to get rid of baggage. I presume, with his sadistic mind; he probably has more fun than just disposing of them.

I follow him and walk past M