Page 34 of Retribution
“I’m done. For now. Tie him to the tree if you would.”
She squats down beside him and slaps him in the face.
“We start again in the morning. If you’re a good boy, I’ll give you a donut.”
A car pulls up and Heather visibly panics.
“Shit. Is that the police? Fuck.”
Bones holds his hand up, motioning for her to calm down.
“I wanted you to meet the guy who has been on the inside with Morte Mafia.”
A large man approaches us wearing a ‘Jesus Saves’ hat.
“Eduardo, this is Heather.”
She stretches her hand out, and they shake, politely.
“Thank you for your help.”
He hands Bones a box after he turns away from her.
“I’ll head back to New York then, Boss?”
Bones nods.
“Mrs. Bonetti has an extra check for you. I trust it’ll be enough.”
“More than enough, Boss. Thank you for your generosity.”
Bones opens the box, hands each of us a plastic cup, pours us a whiskey, and motions for us to sit.
“Kage will be fine.” Bones says as he reads a text message.
“I’m surprised you didn’t go to him.”
He shrugs with a grin.
“I don’t leave business unfinished.”
He looks at Carter, his expression serious.
“When are you coming to work for me?”
“Never?”
Bones runs his fingers over his chin.
“Your chop shop is gone. What will you do for money?”
Carter clears his throat uncomfortably.
“We have enough. Heather wants to go somewhere sunny. New York doesn’t fit the description.”
I get the feeling that Bones isn’t the kind of man that takes no for an answer, so I’m not surprised when he keeps trying.
“New York has sunshine and Bianca, along with our wives. I think she’ll like it there.”
