Jaguar shook his head. ‘It doesn’t work like that. He came and found us. The man has people everywhere. He knows everything that goes down. His junkies are his spies.’ He paused and breathed in deeply, before his frightened eyes glared back at Zara. ‘He’s like the Devil.’

‘There’s only one man who can claim to have had the real Devil on speed-dial and that was my father. This Governor geezer is a nobody in my eyes. So, he wants me fucked up, does he?’ She clenched her jaw in a temper.

Jaguar looked at her in despair. ‘No. Actually, his very words were, “Take out the Irish mob but don’t harm the woman.”’

Zara stopped herself from gasping. She questioningly inclined her head. ‘Why not me?’

Jaguar shrugged his shoulders. ‘He’s not the type of man you challenge. He gives the orders and that’s it.’

‘How do we know he’s telling the truth?’ asked Neil, who was now sitting up straight.

‘You don’t, but what he says is more feasible than not.’

Zara turned back to face Jaguar. ‘How will this Governor know that you have taken my men out?’

He shuffled uncomfortably. ‘He wants photos.’

Zara laughed. ‘Fucking photos?’ She took the phone from Davey and scrolled down. ‘What’s his number?’

Unsure whether to tell her, yet reluctant to argue, Jaguar replied, ‘It ends in 666!’

‘Ha, very apt.’

She pointed the phone at the young guy lying in a pool of blood and took the first photo.

‘No, please. When he sees that he’ll know we didn’t finish the job and he’ll kill my family.’

‘No, he won’t because there’ll be no point. You lie on the floor too.’

Within a few minutes, even with a few tuts and curses from Peto, she managed to stage the restaurant to look like a mass killing – to the utter amazement of her own men.

‘I want to meet the Governor, so I’m gonna draw the fucker in.’

Chapter Twelve

CHAPTER TWELVE

Jackie returned from the hospital after spending just one night there, only to find that Mike had rifled through her bag and removed her secret stash of drugs. After throwing a hissy fit, screaming obscenities, Mike dragged her upstairs, threw her into the spare room, and locked the door. No matter how much she begged and pleaded, he ignored her.