Free Mind Play (Bennett Sisters Book 3) by Kate Allenton

, and dialed his old friend ’ s number. He never realized that Sal Santiago would be so reckless and careless, or he would’ve never let him in on his business. “What the hell did you do? I told you not to cash the damn check until I was ready.” His voice reverberated off the empty walls as he hollered into his phone at his childhood friend. He could feel his face flushing as he painfully clutched the phone.
    The man on the other end of the line stuttered. “Uh … how … did you know I tried to cash it?”
    Planting the bugs and cameras had been a stroke of genius on his part and not very hard considering how many fundraisers Claire had. He’d paid good money and had several people plant the stuff all at once , even infiltrating the catering staff hadn’t been difficult and no one had been the wiser . He’d never have known about the check and what the damn Bennett’s w ere up to otherwise. “It doesn’t matter how I know ; I just do. That one little action could have blow n twenty years of planning , you imbecil e .”
    “I’m sorry , boss, I didn’t know. I thought it was like last time. That Mr. Winters needed to wash his money.”
    “No , you nitwit. He only does that with cash. This is personal. This doesn’t have anything to do with Winters , and y ou’d be smart to remember that. If you screw ed this up for me, you won’t have to worry about Joel killing you . I’ll do it my damn self.” Andrew flipped his phone closed and clenched it in his palms. I should have known better th a n to trust Sa l with something so important . The stupid drunk is bound to screw this up unless I take him out of the equation. Andrew hadn’t gotten his hands dirty in a long time. He’d been a respectable banking man. Well , at least that’s what his clients thought.
    He’d been laundering money through every bank he’d ever worked at for Winters , and the feds had never caught on . Hell , h e’d made a mint laundering for just about all of the mobs on the east coast and kept a sizeable share . Andrew had enough dirt on all of them to take them down if he ever needed leverage from getting busted. No, Southall would only know him as good citizen Andrew Pearson , even if the mob knew better. N o one would be the wiser as long as he kept Sal from screwing up.
    Hell, the feds would never put two and two together if he had anything to say about it. As far as they knew, Joel W inters was elusive, but Andrew knew not only who the bastard was , but where he ’d been hiding too . He’d been the reason he ’d grown up without a dad, and it was time for them all to pay. The Bennett’s and Joe l . He’d kept a low profile up until now, and even that was in jeopardy by placing in trust his childhood friend . He’d been like a ghost up until now. No, he was going to have to take care of Sal and his stupidity if he was going to keep his reputation clean. Sal had told him a few weeks back that he was being followed , and he should have taken him out then. It was just a matter of time before they connected Andrew and Sal’s business relationship if they ever busted Sal .
    It had been a big mistake trusting the drunk from the beginning, but he’d made a promise as a kid, and he’d always kept his promises. It was similar to the promise he’d made to himself about extinguishing the same Bennett line that had killed his father and the man that had pulled the trigger . Sal was a mistake that he could and would correct tonight. Andrew rubbed his hands to gether, relishing the anticipation. He hadn’t had to kill anyone in a long time , and it was well overdue . Andrew felt his lips tilt up in a smile. 

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 6
     
     
     
    Butterflies assaulted Claire’s stomach as she drove back to her house , and an unease settled in her gut . She had a bad feeling about tonight. She chewed her lower lip and started to second - guess her plan as she glanced down at her clothes and then into the review