Ronald said, pulling Gonzalez out of his thoughts. Several of his men were no longer answering his calls. Gonzalez couldn’t get a hold of them no matter how hard he tried. What good was he if his own men wouldn’t even fucking answer? He wasn’t threatening at all. “So, I think it’s best for us to assume that he was caught and was unsuccessful in taking Eva and fucking killing her.” It was a shame really. He’d been looking forward to watching Everett work. Eva was a pretty woman, on the plump side, sure, but she’d been the key to getting Ned Walker in line. He had every intention of killing her, but he’d wanted a reason to put Ned on his toes, to get the man to dance to his tune. Out of all of the men, Ned was proving to be the most difficult. Everyone had a price, and Eva was Ned’s. Once again he’d failed to get what he wanted, and Gonzalez wasn’t happy. Still, Gonzalez had learned long ago that patience was always the perfect solution. “If he was unsuccessful then he’s dead.
