Chapter 16: The Ultimatum
Chapter 16: The Ultimatum
I crouched over the unconscious assassin, took Silas's encrypted burner phone from his tactical vest, and scrolled through the recent contacts. I found the heavily routed number for Richard’s cartel handler, Vargas, and hit dial.
"Silas?" the cold voice answered after two rings. "Is it done? Do you have proof of death?"
"Silas is taking a nap," I replied, my voice steady and completely void of fear. "This is the man who took your five million at the docks. And the man who exposed your little real estate operation to the FBI."
Dead silence on the line. I could hear the gears turning in Vargas's head. Then, "What do you want, ghost?"
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"Richard is yours," I said coldly. "He beat my daughter. He stole your money. I am going to flush him out of his rat hole tonight. You can have him. But if you or your cartel ever look in my daughter's direction again, I will release the rest of your unredacted offshore data directly to the DEA and the CIA. We have a deal?"
A long pause, followed by a dark chuckle. "Send me the location," Vargas growled.
