Billionaire Mafia� Chapter 129

Chapter 129: Chapter 129

Jasper and Jeremiah were sitting in the car, patiently waiting for soone to walk out of the barcode boxing gym.

The car was quiet as both of them didn’t have anything in common except the mission.

Jasper drumd his fingers on the steering wheel, leaning his head on the seat.

"Can you not? I’m trying to concentrate?" Jeremiah spoke from the passenger’s seat.

Jasper didn’t turn or speak, but he did stop the drumming.

Jeremiah sighed, "We’ve been here close to an hour; maybe we should just co in," He suggested.

Jasper remained unmoving, "Common sense would tell you that we’ll be outnumbered, but, be my guest," He said.

Jeremiah stared at Jasper and suddenly smiled.

Jasper imdiately snapped his head to Jeremiah. He had seen his smile from his peripheral vision and beca alard.

Jeremiah had never smiled at him, "What was that for?" Jasper frowned.

Jeremiah shrugged, "Nothing, just feeling bad for you so I thought a smile would help you feel good," He answered.

Jasper was more confused. "What do you an?"

"Zeno won’t date you," Jeremiah stated.

Jasper sighed, "Can you not? We’re in the middle of a mission. We can argue about this later," He looked away from Jeremiah.

Jeremiah shook his head, "No, no, for real. This is not

trying to look for trouble. I’m just stating facts; he won’t even date , too," He inford.

Jasper looked back at Jeremiah, "Just tell

what you an already," He urged.

"He’s dating the boss," Jeremiah announced.

"What?!" Jasper exclaid.

"Shh!" Jeremiah placed his finger in his mouth with his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Be quiet, Jasper. Do you Want to invite them over?" Jeremiah asked.

Jasper looked out the window and back at Jeremiah, "Did you an what you said?" He asked quietly.

Jeremiah nodded, "A hundred percent. Ida and Cody told

and Andre confird it. Would they be lying?"

Jasper pushed his fingers through his hair. "Damn..." He muttered.

"Yeah, Damn... so, friends?" Jeremiah stretched his hand to Jasper.

Jasper eyed him suspiciously.

"Co on, we don’t have to keep fighting over soone who’s already out of our league. That’s what won do, and we’re not won, so friends?" Jeremiah poked Jasper’s arm.

Jasper reluctantly shook Jeremiah’s hand, "Friend’s," He replied.

"Look, maybe we should have beco friends sooner, it seems like they were waiting for us to unite," Jeremiah pointed to the gym.

Jasper saw two guys walking out of it. "The boss had said, anyone you see coming out from the gym, right?" He asked.

Jeremiah nodded, "Yeah, but what if they were just so random people who ca to practice?" He questioned.

Jasper shrugged, "Then no one will know we kidnapped them, we’ll just let them go. We can identify them by the barcode tattoo on their neck or wrists," He inford.

Jeremiah slowly nodded. "Okay, but look, they’re driving away," He alerted.

Jasper calmly nodded, "Mm, we have a car too. Fasten up," He said and imdiately sped off.

He gave the car a good distance behind it, driving at a steady speed. He was just waiting for the car to leave the territory before he chased it.

He didn’t have ti to waste; he needed to be done with this mission, go ho, and get so rest.

"Where are they going?" Jeremiah asked worriedly.

"Don’t know, don’t care," Jasper replied.

"Do you think they’re aware that we’re following them?" Jeremiah glanced at Jasper.

"What do you think?" Jasper raised his brow.

"Yes?" Jeremiah frowned.

"Aweso, now quit asking annoying questions and take out your gun. Once I get close enough, shott the tires," He ordered.

Jeremiah rolled his eyes, "Yes, boss," He replied and readied his gun to shoot.

Jasper sped up the car, smiling when the car in front of them looked up speed.

"In three, two, one; roll down the damn window, Jerry; how do you what to shoot them," Jasper groaned in anger; he couldn’t believe Jeremiah was waiting for him to wind down the window for him too.

"Shoot! Sorry about that," Jeremiah winded down the window and placed his arm on the window.

"Fuck!" Jasper exclaid and swerved the car.

Soone was shooting from the car in front.

"You see what you caused? You could have shot them the first ti," Jasper complained.

Jeremiah lowered his head and smiled at Jasper. "Co on, have so fun." He winked at him.

Jasper breathed out in anger.

"Alright, play tis over. Step on it, Jasper," Jeremiah raised his face and looked out of the window, his gun aiming at the car.

Jasper obeyed, he was speeding while still trying to avoid getting shot by the person in the front car.

"Three, two, one..." Jeremiah shot the two rear tires of the car in front of them, causing it to lose balance and slide right into the tree beside the road.

Jaoser hit the brakes imdiately and got out of the car, Jeremiah following behind.

They hurried over to their target and saw them still trying to get the airbag out of their face.

Jasper and Jeremiah stood on each side of the car, pointing a sedation gun at them. The mont the guys inside the car saw them, they reached for their guns, but Jasper and Jeremiah instantly fired at them, knocking them off.

"Wheew! That was fun," Jeremiah laughed.

Jalser smirked, "Get your man out of the car," He said and pulled the driver’s door open, dragging the man out and toward his car.

He could easily carry the guy but he didn’t want to waste his energy on so rival.

Jeremiah saw what Jasper did and decided to copy him. He dragged the other guy out and toward their car.

"How long till they wake up?" Jeremiah asked as they drove away from the accident scene.

"An hour," Jasper provided.

"Aweso, enough ti to nap," Jeremiah said and relaxed against the chair, closing his eyes.

***

Zeno placed Ken in the car and fastened his seat belt, "Careful not to spew your drink," He said to Ken.

Ken nodded, seeping his drink.

Zeno smiled at him and went to enter the car; this was their third stop for the day. Ken had demanded that he spend his whole day with him as compensation for disappearing from him.

The little boy hadn’t left Zeno’s since last night he had barged in on his father and Zeno.

Zeno understood the boy’s feelings, so he willingly agreed to his requests.

He was about to drive the car away when he rembered that he had forgotten the takeout he got for Ken in the restaurant.

"Aw, little guy, mind going in with

one last ti?" He asked apologetically.

"Why?" Ken asked in pure curiosity, no anger or impatience, just curious to know why they needed to go back in there.

"I forgot the food we ordered for your father," Zeno calmly inford.

Ken widened his eyes, "Okay, let’s go then, don’t want daddy to be sad again," He replied.

Zeno chuckled and ca out of the car again, he opened Ken’s door and carefully carried him out.

He entered the restaurant and dropped Ken beside him in front of the counter, "Um, hi," He called to the staff.

"Yes, oh, Mr. Zeno, I think you forgot your order," The female staff told him.

"Yes, please," Zeno replied.

"Just a minute," The staff told him and disappeared into the kitchen.

Zeno was just about to turn to Ken when he heard him scream.

"Zeno!" Ken scread, his drink falling to the ground.

Zeno imdiately tuned in and felt his blood drain from his face as he saw Ken’s mouth covered by soone in a hoodie; he knew that person even without seeing the face.

The hand made it very obvious that it was Georgia, the bitch doesn’t just quit.

He imdiately reached for his gun but stopped when Georgia pulled it and pointed it at Ken’s head.

"Don’t fucking move or kill him!" Georgia scread.

Everyone in the restaurant was on their feet, starting with the mad woman who had a boy in her hold.

A man from behind tried walking subtly close to her as she pointed her gun at him, "Stay away, old man; I’ll kill you if you get close!" She warned.

The man raised his hands above his head and stepped back.

"Now, Zeno, you’re going to stand there, while I leave with him, understood?" Georgia asked maliciously.

Zeno nodded, keeping his hands above his waist, but his eyes were looking at Ken’s troubled ones, the boy was silently crying, but he watched Zeno, waiting for him to save him.

"I’m standing right here, Georgia; I’m not moving an inch, my hands are in the air, too," He raised his hands higher.

"Good. Move it, little boy," Georgia removed her hand from Ken’s mouth and dragged him by the collar, slowly stepping back with him while keeping her eyes on Zeno.

Zeno subtly nodded at Ken, looking down at Ken’s pants pocket.

Ken widened his little eyes but imdiately beca determined.

He held Zeno’s gaze as he reached his little hand into his pocket while still allowing Georgia to drag him out.

Georgia thought everything would go as she planned, but before she could step out of the door, she suddenly scread and fell to the floor, her body convulsing in shock.

Ken had tased her.

Ken held the taser on Georgia’s stomach, and Zeno imdiately ran over and carried his little form away from Georgia, who was breathing hard.

Georgia realized that the taser had been taken off and wanted to reach for her gun.

"Look away, Ken," Zeno instructed.

Ken obeyed, facing away from him.

The neck thing that followed was the sound of a heavy object hitting Georgia’s head.

Zeno had knocked her out with a chair.