~Riccardo's POV~
"That bastard!" I lamented for the hundredth time. He had been one step ahead the whole time. He had planted explosives in his molars, and his tongue was the only thing he needed to activate it. It was a tactic to prevent them from selling out their comrades or sponsors, and it wasn't new information to me. We had been careless, and it had cost us.
His crew was no use at all either. Although their heads didn't explode, neither of them knew anything about Anne or the person who had put a target on her back. Scorpion never told them the details, he just explained what they needed to do and they did without questions.
I had Marco make sure that all of them understood never to come near me or anyone I cared about for that matter. They were smart enough to understand that my words weren't empty threats, I was certain they knew about me well enough to think I was playing.
