Chapter 27 : Takeoff

Dante

“Fuck,” I growled under my breath as I took my car to the private jet Don Sierpiente had waiting for me. Ignacio was probably inside to accompany me on the impromptu trip to Mexico. My red-capped hostage gagged and tied up in my trunk.

Apparently, one of my guys got caught smuggling product and the Don wants me to fly out to him to deal with it personally. Meanwhile, Red Cap still kept his lips tight and hadn’t even told me his name, nor was there a paper trail for this guy either.

His ID was a fake and he had an iron-clad pain tolerance. I’d let the Don handle it. I had enough going on trying to convince David Whitlock that he was running out of time to save his daughter. A month in and he’d only paid a quarter of the ransom. If he didn’t start coughing up the money, I was worried the Don would tell us to start sending body parts.

And if I couldn’t do it, he would let Alicia torture Honey on camera to send to the press.