“If they knew about the interior and the dogs and guards, then we have a rat,” Knox said.
Patrick turned pale. “Leave the investigation to me, boss. I’ll find who the fuck the traitor is and wring his scrawny neck.”
Knox nodded. “I’ll leave the detective work in your hands then.”
They lacked information and that was a fact. Knox didn’t like being in the dark, but they’d have their answers soon. Now that Knox had a smoke, he studied the site again.
“There’s one upside to all of this,” Knox pointed out.
“What’s that?” Patrick asked.
“They left in a hurry, look.” Knox pointed to something he hadn’t noticed before earlier.
Black tire tracks were left on the road leading to the warehouse exit. In the distance, Knox could hear police sirens wailing. Someone must’ve called the police. That meant witnesses.
Good. The police were in Knox’s pockets. With very little persuasion and some monetary incentive, the cops could assist them in their investigations.
“Boss?” Patrick asked blankly.
“It means our thieves aren’t as thorough as we thought.” Knox walked around the warehouse, with Patrick following quietly behind him.
Knox studied the cameras positioned outside the warehouse doors. Unlike the ones on the inside, the cameras here were discreetly hidden. They were intact. The thieves managed to mess up after all and whoever betrayed him didn’t know about these cameras. Knox chuckled.
“Boss, can I ask what’s so funny?”
Knox finally spoke, “They busted the security cameras inside but not the ones outside the warehouse. We’ll find out who robbed us sooner or later and the traitor who ratted us out.”
“This is a fine time for us to get robbed. Once the other gangs in the city find out—” Patrick began.
Knox cut him off. “If they did, it won’t fucking matter, because we would’ve dealt with our thieves and our little rat before that happens.”
Patrick took a deep breath. “You’re right. I easily lose my cool, but you always have your head on your shoulders, Knox.”
Knox clasped Patrick’s shoulder. “We’ll get through this like we always do. The fuckers who hit us tonight don’t know who they’re messing with.”