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“Why do you never listen to anything I say?” Andres cupped my face in his large hands. His eyes looked over my body quickly. When they came to the wound from the knife, they narrowed, the darkness that took over his features enough to even have me thinking twice.
“It’s fine,” I waved him off. “He didn’t hit any major arteries. How did you find me?”
“Tracker, on your phone.”
“What?” He had bugged me? “You put a tracker on my phone?”
He gave me an incredulous stare. “Don’t give me that. You’re a flight risk, Savina. Valerio and the others are on their way, I gave them our location.”
I wanted to snap at him for invading my privacy, but the time and place were not right. I would call him out for it later.
“Sit,” he ordered.
I did as I was told, my body too tired to argue.
He took out a large handkerchief from his pocket and used it as a makeshift bandage to protect my wound. With the applied pressure the pain subsided a little, but my head was still spinning, either from loss of blood or the knock I took earlier.
When he was done, he lifted his gaze to meet mine. The initial vengeance that had riddled his features had melted away, giving way to a soft and tender stare. “Are you okay, amor?”
I nodded weekly, “More than okay.”
The corner of his lips tilted up ever so slightly, but not enough to constitute a real smile.
“Your father sucks, by the way.” I tried to make a joke, maybe to ease the throbbing, or maybe the delirium had finally kicked in.
The softness evaporated and the sharp anger returned. “I know. Where is he?”
“Down the hall, with a knife lodged in his chest.”
“I see.” His eyes narrowed. “Wait here, you’re too hurt to be of any real use. Don’t move. I mean it, Savina.”
I was too tired to argue, so I nodded.
He rushed down the hallway to where he would likely find his father’s dead body. I had made sure to hit true to the target. There was no way that he survived that blow.
I clumsily got to my feet, the throbbing of my head only increasing the longer I sat. Where was he? The study was not that far. Walking felt far too strenuous, but staying here was doing me no good either.
I veered my head to the right and came face to face with a pair of lethal blue eyes.
“Did you really think you’d killed me?” Felipe hissed right in front of my face. Blood oozed from the knife I had lodged in his chest.
His gun was pointed at me, a look of ferocity etched into his features.
Time started going on in slow motion.
“Savina!” Andres screamed my name, drawing my attention to where he had disappeared to. He charged toward me with a look of panic on his face. “Move!”
“I’ll see you in hell, Savina Baratelli.”
The gun went off, but instead of one pop, I heard two.
My body didn’t react. I knew I needed to move, but I just stood there like a deer caught in headlights.
The bullet flew towards me, the target locked in. I raised my gun in the air and shot. Then I closed my eyes, waiting for what I knew was inevitable.
I wasn’t scared of death. I had been surrounded by it all my life. And yet I never sat with it at the table. It was a familiar acquaintance that I had seen from a distance. But now it was my turn to make formal introductions.
They would be okay without me, I thought to myself while I waited for the bullet to hit. They would be safe. He may have gotten the last shot, but that knife lodged in his chest would kill him the moment he pulled it out. He was a dead man.
