Benito found his shoes and stepped into them. In his back pocket, his phone rang.
Unknown number.His heart skipped a beat, and an image of Mickey connecting his phone to a charging point bulldozed his brain. But reality caught up before he could blink, and the thrill died a fiery death.Wrong phone, dickhead.
Shadows descended as if they’d never been gone, obliterating Benito’s blissed out state of mind. He swept the room for anything he’d dropped, then answered the call as he left. “Yeah?”
A low, humourless chuckle greeted him. “You don’t sound pleased to hear from me.”
Benito reached the stairs and glanced around, but he was alone. “I’m not, unless you have something useful to tell me. It’s been a week since you went dark.”
“With good fucking reason. It ain’t easy to spy on a king. You should know that.”
Benito scowled and jogged down the stairs but came to a stop by the door that would take him back into the club. He found a place where he could see every possible approach and propped his shoulder against the wall. “Don’t talk about fucking kings. You know what I need. If you don’t have it, this conversation is over.”
“I have it.”
Benito waited, darkness swallowing every ounce of relief Mickey had gifted him. “Go on,” he snapped when silence reigned.
“Watford. The drop is next week. It’s not a big one, but I’m driving.”
“Where to?”
“Coventry. Same crew as last time, different meet point.”
Benito closed his eyes.Fucking Coventry. I hate that place.Of course he did. It was where his life had seemed to come together all those months ago, only to fall apart a few days later. “Will you be alone?”
“No. One other dude. But he’s not a fighter. You can put him down with your hands behind your back.”
Benito pictured himself naked, his hands secure in Mickey’s firm grip, his thick cock drilling him. Heat flooded his veins, but with one foot in each camp, it wasn’t the good kind. He felt sick. “Text me the details. Then dump your phone. And don’t fuck me over or I’ll burn your fucking house down.”
A sharp inhale was the only reply.