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hadn’t come up with a plan to thwart this stupid abduction and was getting pissed. The clock was ticking.

    “Good. I’ve already talked to the other guys separately. They should be fully aware of what to do and what I expect. Nothing can go wrong tonight. I need Penelope Santoro on my yacht.”

    The whole thing was just strange. Why the hell did he need to kidnap this girl? He’d never resorted to something like this before. Sure, he’d kidnapped worthless drug dealers and men who betrayed him in some way, but never an innocent girl.  

    Before I could reply, the door opened sharply and the scent of scum permeated my nostrils.

    Rico.

    “Boss?” Rico’s squeaky voice yelled out.

    Roman ran his hands over his face. “Rico, how many times do I have to tell you this is not your office? You must always knock.”

    Rico stopped beside me, a piece of paper in his hand. “Sorry, boss, I wasn’t thinking.”  

    Roman started to tap his fingers on his desk. “Something that happens much too often, my friend.”

    I resisted the urge to smile, continuing to stare straight ahead. Rico was having a hard time staying still. Something was obviously on his mind. I waited for him to spit it out so he would leave.

    “Boss, don’t get upset with me, but I looked up Ms. Santoro on the internet and found a few pictures of her. I printed one out to show you. Boss, she is hot. I need to be on the team that takes her tonight.”

    Rico set the piece of paper on Roman’s desk, and my eyes zeroed in on it. From where I stood, it was upside down, but I could tell right away the girl was beautiful. My hand twitched at my side, itching to reach out and flip it around to get a better look. Roman grabbed hold of it instead.

    “Rico,” he sighed, staring at the picture. It was like he went into a trance for a moment. His eyes dilated a little as he just stared at her image.

    “Boss, please. You knew I wanted on the team even before I saw her. She’s just so pretty; I know I could help get her. Let me.”

    I was screaming no in my head. The last thing I wanted was to have Rico on the team. He’d only mess things up since he always thought with his dick and never his brain. Roman had to know this.

    “I don’t know, Rico,” Roman started, relief pouring through me.

    Rico was practically bouncing on his feet. “I’m not going to mess it up. Why did you make me your right-hand man if you don’t trust me? I want in on this job, boss.”

    I could see Roman thinking about it, and it was pissing me off. I balled my fists at my side, doing anything I could to stop from yelling how bad an idea this was. Rico was a ticking time bomb.

    Roman finally raised his eyes from the picture and looked at me, then Rico. “Fine, Rico, but Tag is still in charge. You know why I assigned him to be, so no arguments.”

    Rico looked over at me, then back at Roman. “No problem. I have no issues with Tag.”

    Yeah, right.  

    And Roman, you’ll regret this. You are both idiots.

    Roman looked back to me. “So we are clear on what is expected of you tonight?”

    Digging my fingers into my palms, I nodded. “Very.”

    Romans thin lips curved into a smile. “Wonderful. You may go get ready now, Tag. Rico, sit down so I can fill you in on exactly what you’re to do and what I expect. Tag, I’ll let you know what Rico is assigned.”

    “Fine, I’ll check in here before we head out to the club.”

    Roman nodded, essentially dismissing me.

    I closed the door to his cabin, resisting the urge to pound my fist through it. Damn Rico! This job was bad enough as it was, let alone having been assigned to babysit her ass, but now even worse with him on the team. My mind was a flurry of trying to figure out how to screw it up without it looking like it was screwed up. Now that Rico was joining, he’d make damn sure to get her in that car and on the yacht.  

    It felt like a bell just rang in my head. A plan started to form, making me smile.