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Letting go of her, I rise to my feet. I walk to the door and yank it open, then head to the restroom so I can wash her blood off my skin.
After I’ve cleaned the barrel of my gun, I tuck it back into the waistband of my pants.
I suck in a deep breath of air and exhale slowly before I leave the restroom to go see what Carlo’s been up to.
As I near the room where Stefano’s being held, I hear an agonizing scream. I shove the door open in time to see Carlo pressing a hot poker against Stefano’s sole.
“Good choice,” I say.
“I thought you’d like it,” he mutters as he tears the cooling poker away, taking some skin with it.
“Please,” Stefano cries. “Please. Enough.”
I shake my head. “I haven’t even gotten started.”
“No,” he sobs. “I beg you. I’m sorry. Please.”
Walking closer, I grab his face and lean down until I’m looking him dead in the eye. “Not once did Gabriella beg. You’re fucking weak.”
I shove him backward, then hold my hand out. “Cattle prod.”
“I’m sorry. I see my mistake now,” he weeps, his eyes feverish on the cattle prod as I take hold of it.
I press the prongs to his skin and watch with satisfaction as his body convulses from the electric current hitting him.
I don’t stop until he passes out, then glance at Emilio. “Pour me a drink.”
“Yes, boss.”
I set the cattle prod down on a table and look at Carlo. “I’ve decided, once all of this is taken care of, we’re going on vacation.”
“Where?” he asks as he crosses his arm over his chest.
“I’ll let Gabriella choose the destination.”
He nods. “It will do us all good to get away from New York for a week or two.”
“Here you go, boss,” Emilio says, holding out the tumbler of whiskey.
I take the drink and swallow a sip down.
“It’s Christmas day tomorrow,” Carlo mutters.
“Christ. I forgot.” I glance at him. “I didn’t get the women anything.”
“We’ve been busy.”
At least I can tell Gabriella I killed her family, and the vacation will be good news as well.
When I look at Emilio, he shakes his head. “Anything but shopping, boss.”
I almost let out a chuckle.
“I’ll call Savannah and ask her to bring something over,” Carlo offers. “Jewelry?”
I shake my head. “A new phone and laptop for Gabriella so it’s easier for her to make her tutorials.”
“And for your mother?” We think for a moment, then he says, “I have the perfect gift.”
