Luke is a drug mule who works with the Cartel. Six years ago, he set up the surveillance to watch my movements before Robert got to me. Luke was the motherfucker who helped transport me to Brazil and chain me up.

He took pleasure in blasting me with that electric current more than his fair share of times. His next pleasure was setting up that whole car crash story.

I was already planning to kill him when I added him to my hit list, but when I found out he installed the hidden cameras in my sister’s bedroom when she was a child for Jude, who eventually raped her, I decided he needed more than death.

Sinners like him are different from devils like me.

I must look like a mad man when I smile to myself as I locate the address the email was sent from. I smile wider as I see the motherfucker is in L.A.

As a plan brews in my mind, I reach for my phone and call Borya, who answers on the first ring.

“I have a job for you,” I tell him. “I need you to get someone for me and take them to the interrogation locker.”

“No problem, Boss.”

“I’ll message you the details. Make sure he knows Eric Markov sent you and tell him I can’t wait to see him.”

Tags: Faith Summers Dark Syndicate Dark
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