Chapter 36

All that Conner had seen, as he slid in the back of his limo, was that several members of his security detail had suddenly jumped into action. Conner heard the word, “GUN!” yelled by more than one of the guards. They had shoved him in the back of the car with the two men that he normally kept close.

Conner really did not believe that someone was trying to kill him. A person would have to be a complete idiot to try that. It was not just the heavily armed security that Conner always kept around him either. The Family was very temperamental when you killed one of their own. They would go to war, and take no prisoners, if you murdered someone so high as Conner. That was his real protection.

Still, on a crazy day like this, you never could tell when some lone nut might just randomly send some bullets flying your way. There was no protection against that kind of thing but, random nuts did not stand much of a chance against the small army he kept with him.

Conner let that slip from his mind as his car traveled on peacefully enough. He watched the large buildings of downtown pass by and he thought about his next little project. He was going to do more than just own Barbara Reilly. He was also going to make her suffer for how much she had put him through in order to make it happen. Her resistance was senseless. After all, in his view, it was inevitable anyway. He knew that and she was bright enough to figure it out but, just did not want to admit it. She was, unfortunately, a very stubborn woman and Conner had known that even back when Ian was still alive.

Conner was imagining the things that he would do to her when he noticed that the car was pulling down into a secured parking area that was underneath one of those downtown high rises. He knew the building and what was in it. What he did not know was why they were here now.

The vehicle came to a halt and Conner ordered one of his two men to get out and find out what was going on. He told the other man to ask the driver. Conner watched that man flinch as his brains splattered across the back seat. All that Conner could think to do was go for his guard’s weapon but, before he could get it, several pairs of hands jerked him out of the vehicle and over the body of his other close in guard.

Conner found himself standing in front of a crowd that consisted of his own security detail. There was one additional face. The guy must have been waiting for them here and, it took a second but, Conner recognized the man.

It told Conner all he needed to know, “if Hyrum Kingsley thinks he can kill me and not pay the price for it then I think he is sorely mistaken.”

The man, and Conner thought his name started with a B, did not reply. Another man in the group of suited ‘security’ replied instead, “oh don’t you worry about anything. Nobody’s even going to know.”

Several of the black suits grabbed Conner and pushed him to his knees. Conner resisted with anger but, these men were much to strong for him to over come. It was only after one of them pulled out a strange looking needle and syringe that Conner suddenly changed his tune. He was no longer so defiant as he watched the needle get closer.

One of the men holding him on his knees commented, “can you believe that stupid bitch and her boyfriend showed us this trick.”

The guy with the needle stopped when it was right next to Conner’s neck. He growled at the first man who spoke and said, “it’s a pretty goddamn expensive bullet, no matter how good a job it does.”

“What is that,” Conner demanded in terror. He yelled for all he was worth when he felt the needle jab his skin. When it came out, the men slung him to the pavement, got in their vehicles and left.

Conner was red with anger when he got back to his feet. He ran after the long gone vehicles, screaming the entire way. He only started to slow as he felt his heart begin to race. Sweat began pouring from his skin. He felt strange. He felt hot. He said to himself, “what the hell is this?”

Conner exploded like the sun.