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“Not a bad idea.”
I draw back. “What?”
“Nothing.” He scrubs his face. “I’m going crazy cooped up in here too. I haven’t spoken with my family either. But I’m doing what needs to be done, and you have to trust that I know what I’m doing.”
“Because you’ve done this before?”
“I have.”
“With whom?”
He frowns.
“What was her name?”
He’s smirking now. Screw him.
“You’ve been lying to me,” I say. “All this time, you’re lying. This is a safe house. Who has safe houses? Government and criminals, that’s who. And…and…” I point at Drago. “This is no government agent.”
“What gave me away?” Drago drawls as he gathers up a tray holding the phones he’s tweaking.
“This leaves criminals,” I tell Corrado. “I’m not a stranger to crime or keeping secrets, and I think it’s time you told me what secrets you’re keeping. For example, who was the woman you did this with?”
“When I said I’ve done this before, I meant I’ve laid low before, not that I’ve laid low with another woman.”
Oh. “Well, go on, then. Spill.”
Corrado sighs. “I make money. It’s the secret of what I do.”
“Make money for criminals.”
“Some are criminals. Others are civilians. Doctors. Presidents.”
Drago hands Corrado his phone. “You can use it now.”
“And mine?” I ask.
Drago waits for confirmation, and after Corrado nods, he gives me a new phone. I try to dial my mom, the facility she’s in, and Daisy, to check on her, but none of the numbers are actually going through.
To test, I dial 911.
“Nooo,” Drago shouts and snatches the phone out of my hand. He swings open the sliding door, sprints outside, and throws my phone in the pool. He covers his ears as an explosion sounds, lifting the water out of the pool. It splashes all around it.
Before I can gather my thoughts around the fact I could’ve died, Corrado is on the move.
He leaps over the back of the couch, runs outside, and tackles Drago. The men fall into the pool, and I rush out after them. Corrado’s holding Drago by his throat at the bottom of the pool while the other man’s hands are behind his back. He’s not fighting Corrado.
Drago’s brown eyes watch Corrado above him.
“Corrado!” I scream. “Corrado!” I scream at the top of my lungs even though I know he can’t hear me. I start slapping the water, thinking the noise will grab his attention.
He’ll drown Drago.
Angry Gordon is pounding into the man who almost raped me. Blood splashing everywhere. We hid for days to no avail. The cops found him.
I jump into the pool and swim underwater, put my hands on Corrado’s, and start tugging them from Drago’s throat.
Too late.
