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“I am going to kill him,” Elky said after a short pause.I didn’t need to hear more to know he didn’t mean Anatole. I said nothing, just followed Elky where he had to go.The hunting room smelled like the past trying to stay respectable—varnish that remembered more caring hands, cigar smoke that had turned the rafters into a second ceiling, leather chairs that sighed every time a Jennings sat down on it and told a blunt lie. The poor lion’s head above the fireplace wore its permanent verdict. The glass eyes stared at two brothers like two polished noons that didn’t care who said what, just had zero time for everybody in the room.Elky opened the door and went in, because kings don’t knock on the doors of their palaces. I went with him because I was the only one in the house that didn’t require permission to enter. Andros was already there, filling the space with the ease of a man who rented his charm from murderous criminals. He lounged inside a chair under a boar’s head that had the
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“Your loyalty should have been mine,” he said, too quick. “Your mother’s eyes in your face, your mother’s mind in your head—all belongs in my house.”“Then evict me,” I said, and pressed the button like I was ringing a doorbell at a housewarming party.The button gave a neat, private click, like a lock agreeing with the wrong key. The room didn’t change; the house did. Somewhere, a circuit bit down and gave orders. The corridor inhaled boots. Metal learned to be urgent. The doorknob turned like it had been promoted.“You are in trouble, mister,” I said.Anatole didn’t spin. Men like him don’t do panic; they do geometry. He calculated distances—the door, the shadowed corner, the dressing screen, the window whose latch was just a bad rumor. His hand twitched where a weapon should have been and found nothing but the expensive emptiness of trust. His eyes did the arithmetic: zero leverage, negative odds, pride divided by zero time.The door blew inward, guards pouring through in a choreog
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I think the same thought went through Elky’s head. He looked at me in sheer horror, as if he had enough of me playing brave. I didn’t mind. I suddenly felt it was late and I was ready to bed. Elky whispered something to my bodyguard, and I was unceremoniously invited on the back seat of the bullet proof car. It drove back to the house, no questions answered. I didn’t miss much of the action though. The gunfire had gone quiet, but quiet is a relative thing. The silence that follows a firefight doesn’t feel like peace; it feels more like somebody just slammed the door on hell, and you’re waiting to see if the hinges are strong enough. When I stepped into the house it was eerie quite. Not a creak of a floorboard, no Marta’s kettles boiling, even the heating system gave up on being out of tune. I didn’t like it. I slowly went up the stairs, trying not to wake up whatever monster the house tried to appease. I sat on the edge of my bed, light rain still needling the shutters, table lamp lig
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The corridor smelled like cordite, cheap cologne used by the sort of guys that don’t get invited to family reunions. Elky’s men were efficient at their cleanup, dragging bodies the way you’d haul sacks of flour you’ve ordered from Amazon by accident. Elky’s operators were quick and discreet as usual, as if the marble had signed a non-disclosure agreement. The two prisoners were hauled in the opposite direction, wrists cinched behind their backs, feet sliding like kids caught stealing candy.I leaned against the wall, trying to get a cigarette out of a pack I haven’t touched for ages, just for the sake of it. When the smoke clears and the echoes die, you need something to do with your hands. Just relying on sarcasm wouldn’t calm the nerves.“Neat work,” I muttered.Elky didn’t answer. He was crouched near the vault doors, touching the edge where one of the intruders made a clumsy attempt to mount a micro-cam. His crew filed past, two heading toward the orchard with night scopes, anothe
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Elky checked the vault panel—untouched. The black metal doors watched him with the arrogance that’s survived multiple architects and at least two mafia coup d’etats. He pressed his right palm to the biometric panel, just to hear it purr. The light blinked friendly enough. He didn’t open the door. This was not the time for demonstrations.“Speak,” I told the prone kid, and crouched so my voice would get to his ears before his courage did. “Who sent you?”He made the mouth noise mercenaries make when they think torture is next and want to audition for pity. “Don’t— We don’t— I don’t know the names.”“You know a name,” I said. “Better two names. Maybe a coat color. Maybe the smell of something expensive or extinct or mean.”“We— we don’t get to see our customers. We got a voice on the phone, okay?” His words clattered down the stairs of a bad accent toward the basement of outright bullshit. “The voice sounded strange. Like it was modulated or something. It sounded like a robot. Said we h
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Big Elky opened his mouth to answer—but fate decided to toss its hat into the scene.A guard hit the door with shoulders he’d earned in messier fights. He didn’t bother with apologies; Elky didn’t require them after midnight.“Boss,” he said, breath even, voice not. “South fence camera’s out. Someone just cut power to the east wing.”The lamps faltered two degrees, as if to confirm the rumor. The shadows lengthened like they’d spotted something delicious.Elky was already moving—gun to palm, phone to pocket, mind to war. He didn’t look at me—he knews better than to waste time on choreography of the partner that knows all the steps by heart.“Lock the interior doors,” he told the guard. “No one moves without a buddy and a reason. East corridor fallback to the red line. If a man doesn’t know the countersign, assume he’s our target and shoot him on the go.”The guard nodded and vanished, taking with him the illusion that we were having a chat instead of walking onto a stage that burns do
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