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Silence.
“Franco, I didn’t know what else to do. I was strapped for cash. My ex-wife was financially draining my bank accounts. And the child support payments devoured my daytime paycheck.” He paused, squeezing his eyes shut briefly.
“She began asking for more money. The money you paid me on the side wasn’t enough. My back was against the wall,” he gritted out.
“Porter, I can’t believe you betrayed me,” I scowled.
“You know I have trust issues. Those in my circle had to be vetted to work for me. The person who brought you into my world will die, too.”
“Franco, I take full...responsibility for my actions. No one else needs to die.”
Tears slid down his face as a breeze swept over us. The dark plaid blazer I wore took the brunt of the wind. A shiver struck his body. It appeared Porter’s half naked frame felt every bit of the wind.
“I beg to differ. The person who ordered the hit has to die,” I roared.
My bloody gloved hand pressed against my chest. “You should’ve come to me. I could’ve set you up with a couple of lucrative heists. Not to mention I could’ve sent Bonnie to have a chat with your greedy ass ex-wife.” I shook my head.
Bonnie, my female enforcer, and I had known each other since middle school.
“Franco, spare my brother.”
“Porter, not until you give me a name.”
His busted lower lip trembled.
I knew that meant he wouldn’t rat out the person who hired him.
Clip sat a red five-gallon gas can beside me. “Boss, we have a problem.”
“What might that be?” I growled.
“Saro and Ettore stopped by Quinn’s restaurant to collect this week’s payment. He wasn’t there. The cook said he hadn’t seen him in three days.”
“What’s with assholes betraying me lately?” I stuck the switchblade in the leather case in my waist holster.
Rage consumed my body. Picking up the gas can, I narrowed my eyes at Porter. “On second thought, I don’t care if you give up the person who hired you or not.”
I tossed fuel onto Porter’s skin. “We’ll pull apart your life and find the motherfucker who wants me dead.”
Porter’s head hung lower, if that were possible. “We’ll watch your flesh burn,” I barked out.
Dousing his body with more gasoline, a sinister smile curled my lips as I watched the liquid slither down his skin.
“That should do it.” My chest rose and fell as I held out the gas can.
Worry was evident in Piero’s green eyes as he removed the can. He wasn’t concerned about the enemy who tried to kill me. The large sum of money Quinn owed was the issue.
I retrieved the lighter from my pocket. “The asshole who hired you will suffer far worse than you, Porter.”
His body shivered uncontrollably.
“You’re wasting tears, pretty boy. You, of all people, should know how savage my behavior can be.” I smirked, taking a step back.
“Burn in hell, Porter.”
“No!” he yelled out.
Flicking the tiny gears on the lighter, I peered at the flame, then tossed it at Porter’s feet.
