I promised Annie and I meant it.
The Glock currently at my forehead was not part of that promise and not what I was expecting today. It was supposed to be three quick meetings.
The first two went as well as could be expected. The first, they were pissed and offered more money, then threatened bullshit. The second just offered more money and favors and positions.
I didn't tell either of them the story of my shoulder, saying it was an incident in the ring. Neither believed me, but I wasn't going to tell them the truth.
If I told them the Bratva were cleaning up, they would go after the Bratva or try to shadow them depending on who took over the case. All that would do would be to get some good men and women killed while the new cartel disappeared into the night.
I also wasn't going t
