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They did.
“Now take a look around,” Del Toro repeated. “This is where you’re going to die like a fucking dog I’m about to put to sleep. If you had done business with me, this wouldn’t be happening. Look at all the people who have died because of you. Your men. Their families. Their whores. I mean, there was what? A hundred people at your private party last week? That’s not very good for business,” he mocked in a condescending voice.
“No, those people died ’cause you got your feelings hurt like a goddamn pussy.”
In one quick movement, he moved his gun and shot me in the leg.
“No!” Sloan shouted as my body jerked back from the impact.
I groaned in pain.
“How about that for a pussy?”
Her brothers shoved us into the shitty office where Del Toro proclaimed, “This is where it all started. In this room. It’s where I turned you into a woman. How’s it feel to be in here, baby? Can you sense her? Can you feel her? Can you breathe her in? Tell me, Sloan… Can you feel your mother who died because of you?”
She covered her ears. “Stop it!”
He roughly tore her hands away. “No, baby girl, you don’t get to hide from me.”
Nothing I’d faced…
I’d done.
Come to terms with…
…Could have prepared me for watching this interaction between them. It was by far more grueling than collecting souls. Fully aware he owned her.
“Fuck you!” she bit.
He gripped the front of my black hoodie she was wearing. “I’m not going to kill him until I’m done torturing you.”
“Over my dead fuckin’ body,” I threatened.
“That could be arranged.”
In the end, he didn’t have to kill me.
This was enough.
Sloan’s pleading eyes found mine, and I mouthed, “Te amo.”
She was the first to break our connection, looking at the floor, reacting to and feeling what I was.
My complete devotion to her.
“Dad,” Nav celebrated, clapping his hands.
It boomed off the old walls that held nightmares of my girl’s past.
“You had your fun,” X expressed. “Now…it’s our turn.”
Sloan’s eyes connected with Nav’s.
He grinned at her with an ominous stare before he and her brother sharply turned around, aiming their Glocks directly at their father’s head. Shocking the shit out of her.
CHAPTER
FORTY-ONE
