Harman's Hideout

Without wasting a second, I sprang to my feet and reached for my cell phone.

There were a lot of missed calls from Max. Swiping them off, I placed a call across to him and made my way out of the club, Alex followed suit.

“Massimo!” Max saluted the moment he picked up.

“I’d been calling...”

“I already knew, the bastard’s hiddy hole had been spotted. Good job! Send me the address of wherever you are right now, I’ll meet you guys there.” I informed and Max replied with a “sure thing boss.”

I hung up and next, we arrived at the spot our suv was parked. I darted into the car like a stag and Alex did the same.

“Why didn’t you just give Max the order to lead the men track down fucker. You’ve enough time to deal with him by the time he’s brought down to the trap house.” Alex inquired as I roared the car to a start.

“Well, I want to lead the attack myself. I don’t entirely trust those lads and I can’t afford to harman to escape!” I grovelled and set my gaze upfront.

I zoomed off at th