Chapter Forty-Six
Dominic
Warehouse seventy is the furthest warehouse at the docks.Situated at the end of the pier with the freight containers surrounding it it’s perfect for a secret meeting like this.
Perfect for Jacques because we can’t pull any of the stunts we normally pull in these situations to cover our backs.
Although Aiden and his men are with ours hidden on the grounds, I can’t see any way they’d be able to back us up.Of course, that would have been Jacques' intention.
Massimo, Tristan, and I have just stepped on the roof, each tasked with different responsibilities.
Massimo has the envelope containing the ownership documents for the Syndicate.While he’ll be handing that over, Tristan will look for an opening to take out Jacques.As for me, I'm supposed to focus on Candace.
Jacques is ahead of us with eight bodyguards who are all armed.One of them is holding Candace with a gun pressed to her temple and she looks like she can barely stand.
As we get closer I see why. Her face is covered in black and blue bruises.Her lip is cut and dried blood covers her nose.Fire flares inside me. Jacques fucking beat her and messed her up.
I actually never pegged him to be the kind of man to do this.I don't know why I gave him the benefit of the doubt.I guess though, this is a punishment.Not just for her, for me too.
She is my weakness.
I just hope he didn't rape her.Now that I've seen her like this.I wouldn't put it past him.
I snap my gaze to the bastard and see him smiling at me.He's smiling with satisfaction because I can't do shit to him and it’s just the three of us against all of them.Things do not look good for us.
I wouldn’t normally be so wary.Nine guys who want to fuck with us are nothing, but it places us at a disadvantage when they’re holding a woman they know is important to us.
Jacques smiles wider as we approach and rolls up his sleeves, revealing the tattoo of the dagger with the cobra going around it and the word Eternal on the blade.
That motherfucking dog in his suits and pompous ass.Well dressed?
There was obviously a reason for that.He was one of them.
“Good, now things are finally looking up,” Jacques beams, then he focuses on me.“It’s always about pussy in the end, isn’t it?Hers must have been good to cash out fifteen million dollars.”
“Still jealous?” I throw back.
“You know I actually am. I knew she was up to something the second she told me she was entering that auction.It didn’t make sense. Of course, I knew who she was all along.It wasn’t until you asked about Richard Fenmoir that I realized the whole thing had to be part of the same thing and you suspected something you shouldn’t.The only way you could have done that is if she found out her father worked for him.Now my father is dead.”
“Join the fucking club,” Massimo sneers.“I give you credit, though. You did well.You almost made a believer out of me.Almost and never.”
“Yes, that is right. Almost and never.When my father decided the best route was to take your power and you were opening your doors to membership, he sent men to try to persuade you.You turned them all down. Then I offered myself and I got lucky.I think it was because you thought you were being too picky and rejecting men who could have been powerful alliances.I was the best of the bunch and thanks to my father, the richest.I almost knew you wouldn’t say no to me.It doesn’t matter now though.Not one fucking bit, because I’ll have it all, and I don’t have to share it with anybody.Anybody who would have stopped me or questioned me died on that yacht.Give me the documents.”
“I want her first,” Massimo gestures to Candace.
The plan is to think on our feet.As soon as there’s a shift in movement, we’ll take it as an opportunity to sway things in our direction.The one good thing about this is Jacques didn’t ask us to hand over our weapons.When I look at the group dynamics, though, that would have been asking for trouble.He’s not stupid he knows how skilled we are with our guns.
Jacques smiles and nods to the guard holding Candace to release her.
She walks toward me, her legs shaking, her eyes wide, which then turn to saucers when Jacques grabs her arm and pulls her to his chest.With his gun held to her head now, he laughs.
“You think you people are the boss of me?No fucking way.” When he cocks the hammer, my heart stops beating and I hope he’s not going to pull the trigger.
Candace starts crying and shaking so much I fear she’ll pass out.Her eyes are on me, though. She hasn’t stopped looking at me.
“Give me the fucking paperwork,” Jacques demands.
Massimo steps forward but I don’t miss the slight shift in his gaze to the left, which tells me to try to take out the guard in front of me.When we fight, it’s as one and we try to pay attention to cues like that.