“I’ve been tracking the Connelly brothers for weeks. I pretty much have a grasp of their routines. They also have two brothers that own a monopoly of real estate along the waterfront. High end stuff like restaurants. Upscale boutiques and some new construction.”
“Are they accessible?” Boston asked.
“When they’re not in Chance, the town they reside in. That place has a lot of cops and military living around, plus it’s not easy to walk around there and go unnoticed. I was approached by several community members asking if I needed help and if I ever visited before. It’s very close knit.”
“I want you to be careful to not blow your cover. That’s the last thing we need, to tip those Connelly men off that they’re our targets.”
“I understand. I was smart about it. It’s a pretty sweet setup and a lot of the people living there are engaged in ménage relationships.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes, and it seems from what I gathered that the Connelly men are pursuing a relationship with the blonde they rescued. Missy Ann Clark, she was the woman Carlos and Harper were holding on to and apparently about to fuck when the Connelly men broke into the house.”
“Ahhh, so a love story emerges and these men fall in love with the damsel in distress. They fucking her, too?”
“Not from what I’ve seen. She goes home alone.”
“You have access to her place? Would she be easy to grab?”
“I think so. But is that what the boss wants? It would cause the cops and those other investigators or maybe even the Feds to get involved.”
“I was thinking more like grab her and let them sweat. If and when they figure out who took her then so be it. Let them suffer a little. Then you’ll take them out. They won’t know what hit them and you’ll make it look like they killed themselves or had an accident because they failed to save their precious little woman this time.”
“I like it, and the woman is hot. I mean very attractive, like eye turning.”
Boston thought about that a moment.
“Interesting. I’ll have to get some pictures of her. If you have some, send them along and I’ll let the boss check them out. I’ll inform him of our plans. You sit tight and be ready to grab her on a moment’s notice.”
“Got it.”
Boston sat back and thought about the right plan. He knew his boss sought out revenge for the death of Carlos, but they had to be smart here. Killing cops was dirty business and staying undetected would be difficult. There had to be a way to get away with hurting the Connelly men without getting their hands dirty. If their girlfriend was taken they would search for her. Their immediate reaction would be to find her. Boston could make it look like she had been abducted. They could set it up to look like she was taken out of the country. They could send them on a wild goose chase and make them suffer. Maybe his boss would accept that as enough punishment. If not, then as the Connelly men went on a wild goose chase, Boston could have some people take them out. They could make it look like an accident. If they were in another country it would be even easier to kill them off. Any investigation would take months, maybe years. Depending on how they eliminated them there might not be an investigation if their bodies were never found.
Boston smiled. Maybe this would work in their favor after all. As long as he convinced Darius. The man was set on revenge, and on watching the men suffer and die in front of him knowing they died because they killed his brother. Convincing Darius of this much more level-headed plan was key. That was the first step, and he needed to start convincing him right now.
* * * *
The sexual energy in the air was palpable. Finn didn’t see a rush in claiming Missy Ann, knowing that she never had sex before and that she would be giving her virginity to him and his brothers meant everything to him. To all of them.
It made him realize how special she was. That their meeting, and them saving her from getting raped by those men, was the beginning of their destiny as partners in life. He loved her already and that was crazy in itself.
He watched her now. They had stopped at her place so she could take a shower, change into comfortable clothing, and pack a bag to stay the night at their place. He and Salvatore called in to work, taking a sick day for tomorrow. Billy and even Antonio made arrangements for other people to cover the restaurants and any obligations to be handled. His brother Antonio never took a day off. There was never good enough reason in his head except now, for Missy Ann.
He watched Antonio now, caressing her ass as she stood by the counter making the salad for dinner. Billy and Salvatore were cooking on the grill and Antonio was supposed to be sautéing mushrooms and onions for the steaks.
“Don’t burn those, Antonio. Pay attention,” she reprimanded him.
“I can multitask, baby. I’m really good at it,” he told her then tugged on her ear with his mouth as he moved the spatula around. He also massaged her ass and then gave it a slap.
“Antonio,” she scolded. Finn chuckled.
He had to smile to himself when he thought about what took place in the office at the restaurant. It was wild and so stimulating his cock had yet to settle down. He had a constant erection and these feelings of need to claim Missy Ann and make her theirs forever. It was like if they could make love to her together and claim her fully then she could never not be a part of them or belong to them. It was kind of barbaric in a sense, yet in his mind, the way his thoughts processed, it made perfect sense to him.
Billy and Salvatore returned from outside with the steaks on a plate. Salvatore placed the utensils into the sink as Missy Ann put down the salad bowl and Antonio came over with the onions and mushrooms in a dish.
“S
hall we?” Antonio said to her, pulling out a chair for her to sit in.