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Derwin’s lower lip trembled, and tiny groans escaped his airways.
“Now. I want the name of the man who sent Porter to kill me,” Franco said, twisting the knife in his flesh.
I felt my upper lip twitch. The evil sins of my past crawled up my back and perched on my shoulder, ready to watch me unleash my ugly side. Blinking twice, I squeezed my eyes shut.
A strong hand squeezed my arm. “Fuck, maybe this was too much,” Franco whispered against my hair.
“Have a seat. I won’t be long.”
“No, I’ll be ok.”
Franco’s jaw ticked as his green-eyed gaze met mine. I could tell he didn’t believe a word that fell passed my lips. There was something protective in his eyes. At that moment, I didn’t feel like his captive. I felt like I meant more to him. No, I was reading too much into the situation.
Franco placed another switchblade in my hand. “Go for it.”
“We don’t have time for games,” I said, sauntering back to where I stood before.
“Please, no?” Derwin begged.
“If I were you, I wouldn’t move. The knife could strike your neck or face.” I circled a hand over my face.
“Oh and remember, don’t yell.” I pressed my index finger against my lips.
I hurled the switchblade across the room. It twirled through the air with ease, penetrating his opposite shoulder. He didn’t even have time to flinch.
“Ah,” he yelped under his breath.
A smile took my lips as I marveled at the blood seeping from the wound. “Who ordered the hit?”
“Lungy Ferri,” Derwin gritted through bared teeth.
“That motherfucker,” Franco growled from the other side of the desk.
I walked toward Derwin, then sat on the edge, slapping his cheek. “How hard was that? What you’re going to do is pretend this little exchange between us never happened. If you alert Lungy that Franco’s aware of his actions.” I leaned in closer.
“I’ll put a sedative in your drink of choice at your house. You and your lovely wife will go to sleep. I’ll enter your bedroom and stab a knife through your tiny balls. They’re probably so small you won’t feel when my knife penetrates your precious jewels.” Sitting back, I smirked.
“Wow, this brings back memories. It’s time to go.” I sauntered over to the table and retrieved my clutch. Franco removed the knives from Derwin’s shoulders, wiping them clean of blood on his black tuxedo jacket.
“Derwin, we’re going to audit your wife’s nonprofit business. If there are any signs of foul play, I’ll send Ettore back to break both of your legs. If you attempt to leave town.” Franco flashed a wicked grin as he removed one of his leather gloves.
“It wouldn’t be a good move. I’ll let your imagination run wild. See you around, Derwin.”
Franco placed the switchblades back in the leather casings in his waist holster. He buttoned his tuxedo jacket before dropping a hand to the small of my back as we exited the room.
Ettore approached. “Everything all right, boss?”
“It is. Get one of the guys to keep an eye on Derwin.” Franco said, removing the leather glove from his other hand, then shoving both in his inner jacket pocket.
“I’ll get right on that,” Ettore confirmed.
“Kennedy, we’ll drink one more glass of champagne,” he said as we strolled through the crowd of guests.
“Then we’ll stop by my gambling club.”
Clip approached, placing a flute of champagne in my hand, then Franco’s.
“Sounds like fun.” I beamed, sipping the champagne.
