Page 60 of Vicious Deception
“No.” Burbank’s voice is hard, and his arms are crossed. “I’m not giving you another chance to play more games. I want cash, and I want it now.”
“In full,” King adds, “with interest.”
I clench my jaw. That’ll set me back months in my plan, if not a whole year. But it gets me out of here alive. I started from nothing. I can work my way back to where I am now. It’ll just be a minor setback.
“Of course,” I say tightly. “We’ll have to make a few stops.”
For years now, I’ve rented a number of storage units to act as reserves. Only Axel and I know about them, so if he’s betrayed me, I need to get the money out of there as quickly as possible. That cash is also untraceable, which I know is what King and Burbank want anyway.
“Give up your weapon,” King’s right-hand man says.
Slowly, I do. I’ll get it back when this is over. It’s not like they’ll kill me. My connections are too vast—it’s why they wanted to deal with me in the first place.
“Search him,” King tells his other man.
I clench my fists as he pats me down. Usually, this treatment is for others, not me.
“Don’t try anything,” Burbank says darkly as he stands. “We’re getting our money, and then you’re done.”
“Done, huh?” With a smile, I let King’s men grab onto me. “I think we all know you need me, Burbank. Even while I was skimming off the top, I was the best option for you.”
They exchange a loaded glance, but I’m not sure what it means. Before I have a chance to ask, I’m being led out the back entrance of the restaurant and shoved into the backseat of an SUV.
No big deal,I tell myself.Once they have their money, they’ll come around.
. . .
By the time we arrive at the first storage facility, I’ve already come up with a new deal that Burbank and King will fall for in a heartbeat. They’re angry now, but that’ll change soon. We’ll have to go to multiple of my storage units to get enough money to pay them back, but it’ll only take a couple hours. That’s plenty of time for me to slowly worm my way back onto their good side.
They wouldn’t be where they are without me. Sure, I stole from them, but they still made much more than they would’ve if they’d gone into business with someone else.
I hop out the vehicle and stroll up to the door as if King’s men don’t have their hands on their guns.
“Open it,” Burbank snaps when I take my time with the padlock.
Once it’s undone, I lift the door and shove it open all the way. Immediately, my throat goes dry. It’s . . . empty. Even the bins that I had everything stored in are gone.
“I told you,” Burbank growls. “No tricks.”
For the first time all day, my confidence wavers. If this one is empty, odds are, Axel has already emptied out the rest. Who knows what else he’s done? My men are used to taking orders from him, not me. He could’ve turned them against me.
He could’ve set Hayes and his partners free.
“The next one,” I say, barely managing to keep my voice free of worry. “Maybe the next one.”
Again, King and Burbank exchange a look.
“It should’ve been here,” I tell them. “Axel must’ve taken the cash. We just need to get to the other units before he does.”
That has to be it. He knows I always go to them in a particular order. It’s not like he’s had time to empty them out, which means he must be doing it now. All we have to do is cut him off—start from the last unit and go from there.
“If you’re playing us—”
“You’ll get your money one way or another. But if you want it today, we have to move.”
“One more chance,” King says, “and if you’re lying again, we’re doubling the interest.”
Chapter nineteen