“The Syndicate are bigger than just Tobias, there are three men in charge, they headhunt and take in powerful people across the world, I’m talking cops, politicians, CEOs. They corrupt and bribe their way in until these people live and breathe the Syndicate. More girls are going missing each day.”
“Why do you care?”
My growl is the only warning I give, “Someone close to me was hurt by them. I would have my revenge.”
She scoffs, “of course it’s revenge. You can’t just let it go.”
“Why would I let it go?” I say calmly, “When plenty more girls continue to suffer?”
“Don’t pretend to care, Kingston when we all know you don’t.” she glares at me, “Who’s the someone? Your wife? Girlfriend?”
I don’t rise to the bait.
“I want to end it,” I tell her truthfully, “nothing I will do or can do will ever take away this particular disease, but I can take out the biggest player, let the authorities deal with the rest.”
“So where do I play in exactly!?”
“You have access to Tobias’ building, his office, his schedules, I need more information about the other two people involved.”
“You’ll kill him? Them?”
“Yes.”
She swallows, “what are you, exactly?”
“What and who I am is irrelevant.”
“Tobias wouldn’t just leave that kind of information lying around.”
“You’ll be surprised what men with that much power will do. They think themselves undefeatable. Gods. Kings. They’ll likely hide their shit in plain sight, disguising it as one thing but it’s something else entirely. The Syndicate are old, and were raised on old money. From what I have learned, the three in charge are heirs, the throne if you will, passed down from generation to generation.”
She chews at her lip, staring down into the dark liquid of her coffee as if the drink holds all the answers.
“I don’t know how I’m supposed to do this.”
“You’ll figure it out,” I swallow, bile rising to my throat as I say the next sentence, “my help in rescuing your friend depends on it.”
Her head snaps up and anger flares. “You make me–”
Her words are cut off as my phone rings loudly. I pull it from my pocket seeing Ace’s name on the screen.
“Yeah.” I answer.
“We have a problem.”
I glance at Eleanor and stand from the table, heading out towards the hall, I close the door.
“What is it?”
“We’ve lost the feed for the building, all cameras are down.”
“What the fuck do you mean, all cameras are down!?”
“I mean,” Ace growls, “That someone knew where I planted the bugs and disabled them!”
My eyes lift to the closed door as if to see the woman waiting within.
“How long until they’re back up!?”
Ace is silent for a moment, “the IT guys are on it but no ETA at the moment. How did they figure it out?”
“I’m about to find out.”