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“Which ones?”
He shakes his head, telling me that there’s missing information. “The ones to the west of the industrial park.”
Fuck. These are on the outside of town. Any attack is a message but to hit two of our warehouses on the same night sounds like a declaration of war.
Any thought of staying in school is shot down.
“Double the guard on Christina. I don’t want Jimmy to get within six feet of her, understand?”
I bark at Alec.
He nods and immediately starts texting his backups. I turn to Enzo. We are going to have to trust that the guards will keep Christina safe. Neither one of us likes that, but we don’t have a choice. The family needs us.
“Let’s go,” I order, climbing into our car. We quickly peel out of the parking lot and head to
the warehouses, where Father is already waiting.
“Boys,” Father greets, staring at a tied-up man sitting outside the building.
“Who’s this?” Enzo asks.
“Caught him fleeing the scene,” Giovanni says, spitting on the ground next to the man’s feet.
“Nico – take care of this,” Father orders, gesturing towards the man. Giovanni and Tony both start talking at once while Enzo and Alec move closer.
“Let’s talk to him first,” Alec says.
“No one asked you,” Giovanni responds, eyes narrowing.
“We don’t have time for this, there’s more places on fire,” Tony says.
“We need to talk to him.”
Giovanni looks outraged. “You’re going to sit down and talk to that crazy fucker? Why not just put two bullets in the back of his head?”
“They’re moving in, and if they think they can challenge us, then the Russians and the Irish aren’t too far behind,” Alec says, chest rising. “We need answers.”
“Enough.” I roar, silencing the men.
“Alec, you get five minutes. Get what you can. Giovanni, tell Enzo and I what happened.
Tony, stand guard.”
The men nod, although Tony and Giovanni both glance at Father before complying.
Fuckers. I’ll be their boss soon enough.
Albert turns away from us and strides towards his SUV.
“When you’re done, kill him,” he says, waving a hand.
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Christina
“Christina.”
“Christina, are you listening to me?”
