“Be sure that you do. When you’ve briefed them on the situation, find Garcia and get everything set up like we discussed. Let me know when you are ready.”
“Yes, sir.” The man’s cold eyes lit with anticipation as he turned to leave.
Matais stopped him just shy of the doorway. “Do you remember what it was like?”
Sebastian faced him with a questioning glance. “Boss?”
“When my father was still here.” He slid his hands into the pockets of his designer dress pants. “Your time with him was quite limited, but he mentioned your name on more than one occasion. He was impressed with the work you had done for him up to that point. Your loyalty and sense of honor within the organization are the reason you are here now.”
“Thank you, Matais.” Sebastian looked genuinely humbled. “That means a great deal to me. And yes, I remember what it was like. Your father was a great man, as are you. He would be very proud of the way you’ve rebuilt what he worked so hard for.”
Matais had no illusions to the kind of man his father was. Many called him evil. Monstrous. A ruthless drug and weapons dealer, as well as a seller of women and killer of men.
Cesar Ortiz was all those things, but he was also a brilliant businessman and charismatic leader. A loving father and husband who provided for both him and Matais’ mother, may she rest in peace.
“Walker’s death will be a defining moment for us both.” Matais held out his hand.
The other man shook it with earnest. “I’m honored to be a part of it.”
“And Garcia? How is he fairing?”
Garcia had taken one of Walker’s bullets during his and Sebastian’s first attempt at acquiring Jenna Shaw.
“His leg is still healing, but he will do what needs to be done.”
Matais nodded. “I can imagine putting a bullet in Walker’s leg was quite satisfying for him. Eye for an eye and all that.”
Sebastian smirked. “It was.”
“Good.” Matais nodded. “He earned that moment and will be hailed for it.”
“I’ll let him know, Boss.”
“Be sure that you do. Now, go. We have much to do in anticipation of our next guest.”
With a wicked grin, Sebastian left the office to make preparations. Matais found himself smiling at the thought of Adrian Walker finding the gift that had been left for him.
It’s all coming together, Papa. You will finally have justice soon. Very, very soon.
The day Walker murdered his father was the day Matais had begun to plan.
The first step in that plan was to rebuild all that his family had lost. Denying his primal need for revenge wasn’t easy, but as he’d heard his father say many times over the years…
That which we need most is always worth the wait.
There had been days Matais had questioned his father’s insight. Days when the doubt crept in and defeat threatened to take over. More than any other,thosewere the days he called upon his father’s spirit for guidance.
Now, after years of pain, sweat, and tears, the time had come. The agonizing wait was finally over, and Matais was finally going to show those who still questioned his ability to lead in his father’s shadow exactly what he was capable of.
He was every bit the leader his father was. And he would prove this—to those who doubted and to himself—by taking down the most feared hitman in existence.
Enjoy the breaths you are taking now, Walker. Because soon…very soon…you’ll be taking your last.
Chapter 12
“I thought you guys were supposed to be the best of the best.”
Standing just inside Gabe’s hotel room—or suite, rather—Adrian put most of his weight on the set of metal crutches the doctor had insisted he take with him. His angry glare reached all five members of Bravo Team.