Fire Power

Tommaso

I sat—blessedly—in my own chair in my home office and stared across the top of my desk at Stan and Killian, whom I’d called in for a top-secret planning meeting once I’d gotten off the phone with Mostafa.

“The rumors worked,” I said.

Stan raised a to-go coffee he’d brought in with him in a small “cheers.”

“Has Zahur taken the bait?” Killian asked.

“Exactly as I planned.” I smiled a wide, hungry smile. The bastard’s ego was going to be the death of him if I could help it. His ego, and Paige.

“So do you have a timing or location of the deal?” Killian leaned forward, a small sparkle in his eyes. Zahur hadn’t touched Sera, but in the past few months, Killian had grown to like Paige as our sporadic double-dates became a little more regular. I didn’t know which of them he wanted revenge for more, after I dropped Marino.

“I told Zahur to name his price, but there’s a small wrinkle.” I leaned back in my chair and eyed the two of them. “He never participates in deals in person.”

Stan b