I pulled up at one of the many abandoned buildings we owned under a few aliases name. Tony grunted when I threw the car into park.
I’m so Tony.
"Get down." I ordered, not waiting for his response before stepping out of the car and he did same.
I walked over to the building and I heard Tony’s footsteps behind me. My phone buzzed, and I sent the confirmation to Dominic. My men would be here in exactly ten minutes.
"Take a seat." I said to Tony, he looked around, and I knew his eyes caught on some of the men that were already there. They walked around quietly, staying out of my way.
"I don’t want to drag it out, just please get it over with." He sighed, it fucking broke my heart.
"Your call." I mumbled, hating that this man would be dying by my hands.
He shouldn’t have get married to a cop’s son. I hate cops and their sons. Adrian’s face flashed before me yet again, and my stomach twisted in discomfort.
Maybe not all cops’ son. He was someone I hope I never get any closer to, but I knew that was a lie. Judging by the way my cock had been getting hard for Adrian since morning, I hope I get closer to him to the point I would be inside him.
"Do you have any last word for my father?" I asked, hoping Tony will leave a heartwrenching last word to my father. I hope he would tell him just how disgusting and a piece of shit he was.
But knowing Tony, he wouldn’t. He just smiled and shook his head. "I have nothing to say."
Good. Fucking good.
"Goodbye then. You’ll be missed." I hope so.
I pulled my gun out and aimed for his head.
Tony gritted his teeth and met my gaze, his mouth opening, but no words could be heard over the loud bang of the bullet leaving my gun and piercing the air.
My hand snapped back slightly from the recoll, and I steadied once more before lowering it. Tony’s head flopped back before rolling forward. Empty eyes looked back at
me.
"I’m so sorry, Dad." I whispered to his dead body. The name I had been hoping to call him when I was twelve that I wasn’t able to, I finally said it to his dead body and it wasn’t good. It didn’t make me feel any better.
"The butcher team would be here, soon. You guys clean up when they’re done." I ordered, my men bowed in response and I walked out of the building as if my hody was on fire.
Getting back to my car, I entered into my car and shut the door with force. Anger, hurt, pain and regret washed over me at once.
I fished for my phone, my eyes scanned for my call list in hope I had gotten a call from Adrian, but there was nothing.
"That little shit!" I groaned out, throwing my head on the headrest of the car.