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Jordan
I’m glad I took a minute to text my mom that I was okay, and that I loved her this morning. It may very well be the last time she ever hears from me.
Once again, I’m hanging from a hook in the basement. At least this time I got to keep my boxer briefs on. Based on Dante Salvato’s scowl, I bet he’s wishing he had let me get dressed before dragging us down here.
The mobster is even more intimidating in person than I imagined. He looks more savage than all the Rockland Kings combined, especially when he stares down Eli.
That’s the other difference from last time I was in the basement. Eli is hanging next to me, right where Darren’s dead body hung recently. I’m glad to see his corpse has been removed.
Now I’m concerned that there’s going to be another corpse hanging in that exact spot way too soon.
“Go ahead. Kill me,” Eli says, causing me to jerk my head to try and look at his face. “But let the kid go. Madison would never forgive you if you hurt him.”
“Eli, no…” I have no clue what to say or not say here to make things worse.
“I took Madison’s virginity,” Eli blurts out.
That isdefinitelythe wrong thing to say.
The words barely leave his mouth before Dante’s fist hauls back and nails him in the jaw.
Without even wincing, Eli adds, “On your fucking dining table.”
“Eli!” I exclaim wishing he would shut the fuck up.
This time, Dante rams his fist into the center of Eli’s gut, but he barely flinches at that either.
Why the hell is he trying to get himself killed? Because based on the rage on Dante’s face, his glazed over eyes, that’s exactly what’s about to happen.
“I manipulated her into fucking me for three whole nights in Virginia to keep Jordan alive. Oh, and that day you called me for an update, I was coming down her throat while talking to you,” Eli piles on.
And of course it’s the final straw.
Dante whips out his gun and presses the muzzle against Eli’s forehead.
“Wait!” I scream. “Dante, Mr. Salvato, wait! Just give me one minute to tell you what else Eli did in Rockland, okay? HesavedMadison’s life. Did he tell you that?”
The mobster’s bearded clenched jaw ticks before he finally turns to look at to me. “How?” he asks, his deep voice clipped as if he’s so furious that one word was difficult to manage through his clenched teeth.
“There was this private investigator who had been stalking Maddie, taking photos and shit of her. He was going to send youproof that she was alive to get your reward money, but he was going to sell her off to some rich creep for twice as much.”
“What?” Thankfully, Dante lowers his gun to his side and comes a few steps closer to me.
“The PI and his two buddies were running a human trafficking ring out of Clayton, a city near Rockland. The PI would find women, girls, based onrequestsfrom perverts with a lot of money, and then the other two men would either use a tractor-trailer or a camper with fucking cages to transport them. That’s what they were going to do to Maddie until Eli came snooping around, asking them about her, if they had seen her, and found out they knew exactly where she was. They were just waiting for the right time to grab her without me or the Savage Kings finding out.”
Dante just stands there, staring up at me, silently fuming so I add, “If not for Eli, those sons of bitches would’ve grabbed Maddie and none of us would’ve ever seen her again.”
“Why are you defending him?” Dante asks me. “And how the fuck can I know if any of the bullshit you just spewed is even true?”
“Call Remy Fulton, the president of the Savage Kings in Rockland. The Kings all know about the dead bodies. Maddie and I burnt down the camper so…”
“So, you don’t have any evidence to prove it, just your buddy who will agree with whatever you say?”
“Fine. Call the Sanderson County Sheriff’s office then. By now, they may have figured out those guys were nasty bastards who deserved to die.”
“You got friends in the local sheriff’s department too?”
