CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

"They didn't."

The voice droning in his ears was the last thing he wanted to hear but Ryder sat still listening to the recording.

"What the fuck do you mean by that?"

It's been years since he's heard that answering voice but he recognized it in a split second, knew exactly who it belonged to.

He'd know it anywhere, cause he'd had all their voices tattooed to memory.

Fucking Nathan Stone.

Of course he'd remember the pig, he'd been the tallest of the group and the most abusive.

Billonaire owner of Stone enterprises, ruthless and a fucking swine at heart.

"Fucking Paul and his doors, you know, a fact we should have considered before sending the two fools we did. They couldn't get in before he returned, with the whole damn police department."

"Cops?" Nathan asked, in that monotone voice he uses when puppetting others or commanding answers.

There was a brief pause filled by nerve wrecking silence, but he sat still inst