Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 62497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 312(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 208(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 312(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 208(@300wpm)
Kyson found out this information and decided it was best I deal with it. Out of the three of us, I’m closest to Pops. Not in the loving him kind of way, but in the way he knows I don’t ask questions. I do the job, and it makes him happy. We would sometimes get job requests we do alone, but more often than not, we worked together. Little did my brothers know, he sent me on more jobs than them, more than the ones they knew about at least.
I shouldn’t give a shit about it. I mean, Kyson has a daughter and is in crazy love with Kalilah, so he only accepts jobs where it’s the three of us.
Zuko is so lost in Alaska that I don’t think he could even describe the color of the sun without describing her.
Before Kyson can respond, Kalilah walks in and goes to take my niece from me. She claps her hands to Lyla, who looks at her, smiles that gummy smile, then buries her face in my neck.
“Fine, have your uncle. He can feed you.” She turns and picks up a bottle and holds it out for me. “I’m going to shower. Alone.” She pins Kyson with a stare as she walks off.
Kalilah has been good for him. Kyson was unsure if he wanted out of the contract-killing business because he didn’t see how he could have this kind of life and still do what he does.
He was the only one out of us who was unsure and wanted more.
He has both with her, which makes him incredibly happy. Happiest I have ever seen him. But that’s not hard when you grow up not knowing what love is and with your brother raising you.
I lay Lyla back in my arms and give her the bottle.
“You don’t even come to see me. You come to see Lyla,” Kyson says with a ghost of a smile as he shakes his head.
“And?”
“So, have you spoken to him about it yet?”
I look at Lyla, who is so innocent and pure, and hope no one will hurt her. Because if they do, I would fuck them up and feed them to my dogs for breakfast.
“No.”
“Do you even plan to? It’s been months,” he says, and I hear the frustration emanating from his voice.
“I know how long it’s been.”
“Has he been acting off?” He raises a brow, waiting for me to reply.
Pops stopped training other people, and we were his sole hitman, but now there is a rumbling that’s no longer true.
He is training people to either take over or kill us. Kyson believes it’s the latter from what one of his previous hits said. And that Pops is dirty. I mean, we all kind of knew. Look at the business we’re in—no one is an angel.
Did we think his loyalty would lie with us forever? No. But we also didn’t see this coming. So, I guess, in some ways, I am puzzled but not surprised by his actions of late.
And then there is the issue with the younger women—girls, really. Kyson has evidence of it, and I brushed it off. Which, in turn, made him mad, so he threw up his hands and decided it was all on me to deal with.
And I haven’t.
I haven’t once mentioned to Pops that we have this information, and we’ve still been doing jobs for him. Me more than them, but they are still happening.
“Not to me,” I say, sitting down with Lyla. I mean aren't we all a little off? Lyla watches me with those gorgeous eyes as she drinks, her hand coming up and wrapping around one of my fingers, holding tight.
“Fucking hell, Kenzo.” He shakes his head. “You’ve been acting off too. Do you do anything anymore that doesn’t involve killing or fucking?” he asks. I shake my head because that is all I do. Like I said, we’re all a little off. “At least do something good to even it the fuck out.”
“I found the girl,” I tell him, changing the conversation to work and ignoring his requests for something good. Fuck good. “I haven’t spoken to her yet. But I found her.”
“Of course you did. You find everyone.”
He’s right. I can find anyone. It’s one of my many gifts. Growing up, I loved searching information on the internet. And as the internet grew, I learned about the dark web, how to hack into systems I shouldn’t be in, and how to use that to my advantage.
Pops taught me some things too, but I outgrew his knowledge, and now, when he needs someone found, he comes to me.
“Do you plan to talk to her? I’m not sure she’d be willing to talk, considering she knows her father was killed because she was at his place and saw things,” he says. She was one of the girls in the photographs that Kyson retrieved as evidence from one of his marks. And her father was also a mark. Kyson thinks it was to shut her up. We killed her father, so why would she talk? Knowing what reach Pops has, she would be stupid to even think about it.