Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 1089

Dennis glanced at them but didn’t turn down the idea. He had way more people with him than Red Spider did, so there was no reason to worry about anyone trying something stupid.

They all headed inside. Aaron and Mr. Byron went straight for RedFox, grilling him with zero patience or courtesy.

RedFox got the message. He knew he’d pissed off some serious players, and if he wanted to keep BlackScorpion and SilverWolf from tearing him apart—and save Red Spider from total collapse—he had to come clean. So he spilled everything.

“About two weeks ago, someone sent me an assassination job. The target was Ms. Davis. The request came through a bunch of middlemen, and when I checked her file, it said she wasn’t anybody important. I got played. If I’d known she was connected, I’d never have touched her, not for any amount of money.”

Mr. Byron’s temper snapped. He yanked RedFox up and punched him. “So, if someone isn’t important, you just go for it? You think you can do whatever you want? Do you have any idea how much trouble you’ve caused in Kaston?”

Red Spider had always been a thorn in his and his father’s side. Now, with the guy responsible right in front of him, Mr. Byron wasn’t holding back.

“Easy, man… go easy…” RedFox whimpered, totally miserable. “Sir, I swear, I only go after people who deserve it. Check my record. Every single one of them was a monster. I’ve never killed anyone innocent…”

“Like anyone would buy that,” Mr. Byron shot back, looking disgusted. “You’re a hitman. Even if some people are as bad as you say, that’s what the law is for. You think you’re some kind of judge, just handing out death sentences?”

RedFox fell silent. He couldn’t argue back, but he hadn’t exactly lied, either.

Assassination groups overseas could be hired, but regular people couldn’t just reach out to them. If someone wanted someone dead, they’d usually do it through the dark web, using intermediaries to keep themselves safe and anonymous. The hitmen were just as careful—a single slip could mean their entire operation gets wiped out.

So, both sides kept things as hidden as possible.

Aaron had pulled together all the details he could, but all he could confirm was that the job came from an anonymous source.

Dennis’s voice was steady and cold. “Then find out who it is. I don’t care how long it takes or what it costs. I want to know who’s behind this.”