"This shit isn’t the right color," I slap the brick against his chest, watching as he stumbles back from the force. I don't even think twice about pulling my pistol out and aiming it at his head. “You trying to cut our shit?" I ask.
I can feel Vito's eyes on the back of my head, but he isn't stupid enough to try to jump in, remaining silent in the background and watching the interaction.
Adam puts his hands in the air, shaking his head frantically. "No, I promise, we're not cutting anything. Sometimes the color just varies slightly." He looks over my shoulder to Vito for help. Vito remains silent, sending Adam into a long stutter about chemical changes and the contents used.
"Fine," I say after a moment, cutting him off. I let my hand fall to my side. As soon as his shoulders relax, I raise it again. "But why didn't we get a notice that the warehouse had a break in?"
It'd happened a few days ago, which is why this meeting had to be moved up. The security company had called Vito, asking him if he was aware the alarm had been triggered in one of our warehouses. They'd already contacted Adam, but there's a clause in all contracts that states Vito is to be called about every alarm trip.
Vito had been nicer than I, giving Adam a chance to call us, but as of this morning he still hadn’t called or mentioned it.
Leading up to this bullshit.
"We didn't call because we checked and nothing was missing," he says, swallowing audibly. His eyes flicker to the gun again and I can see him saying a silent prayer inside his head. "I promise there was nothing shady about it."
"You just said the same thing about the coke. How many promises do you have in you Adam before I have to put a round in your head?"
"We figured maybe a squirrel or some other animal tripped the alarm. We reviewed the cameras and everything, there was no signs of an intruder. None of the locks were broken and everything was where it was supposed to be, I swear it on my girls’ heads."
I tilt my head to the side, continuing to watch him. He looks like he's going to piss himself, and I'd be a liar if I said I wouldn't enjoy seeing it, but I don't have time to fuck around with him today. And if he is lying, I'll be back. “You better hope I don't find anything else, Adam, because if I do, then it really will be your girls' heads.”