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“Please don’t. He’s only going to try to stop me. I just need a minute. I need to get out of the car. I’ll call you back.”
My thoughts are so jumbled, and my chest feels so tight, like I’m having a heart attack. I hang up and push the door open. I nearly tumble out of the car. Leaning against it, I suck in a deep breath with my eyes closed.
“You.” Is snarled before me.
I open my eyes and lock gazes with Riccardo Esposito. He’s glaring at me as he looks me up and down.
“What do you want?”
“You look just like your mother.” He tilts his head and moves closer. “What’s your business with thefinook?”
He scoffs. His breath fanning in my face, it reeks of alcohol. “Tell me you’re not one of his playthings. That would be a fucking waste. Just like your mom. You know, she was a gorgeous woman. She would have been my one exception if I were going to lie with one of your kind. Too bad I had to have her killed before I got a taste.”
I ball my fists at my sides to keep from swinging. My gun is in the glove compartment. I calculate how fast I can get to it.
“Hey, honey, how you doing?” Lucas comes out of nowhere and gets between us.
“Hey,” I say and try to force a smile.
He turns to Riccardo. “I guess you heard about Don Barbieri?” Lucas says tauntingly.
I look at him and knit my brows. His meaning sinks in, and I reach for the gun at his back. Lucas grabs my wrist and leans into my ear.
“Not like this. Not yet.”
I growl and pull away. Riccardo laughs and nods his head. “I think I have what I came for. I’ll be seeing you again.” He winks at me and leaves.
My blood is boiling. Everything just changed. My purpose has been reignited.
CHAPTER61
Trading Favors
Gio
I takea sip of my drink and bare my teeth. I’m growing tired of this place. It smells like ass and sex and reeks of corruption. At forty, I’m starting to understand Ny a lot more.
That motherfucker Barbieri just won’t die, but I swear it feels like I’m dying waiting. I look around the Dollhouse. For all the power I’ve gained, I still don’t have the world I want.
My gaze lands on Essence. I narrow my eyes. This cunt, I scowl and turn to Jace.
“Tell me again why I’m allowing that cunt to keep breathing.”
He looks up to follow my gaze. “For now, you’re keeping her in case you need a decoy, but say the word, a number of the girls would love to make her disappear.”
I frown. “Ignore me. Seeing her face annoys my soul.”
I still haven’t gotten over the fact that she stole Ny’s ring. For three and a half years, I’ve wanted to rip her head off. Ming usually keeps her far away from me.
Since proposing, I’ve contemplated several scenarios on how to keep Ny safe. Essence is only breathing for that purpose. I carry Ny’s original ring on me in case I need it for one of those scenarios.
I hate thieves as much as I hate liars. She’s going to die, and it will be painful if I can help it.
“Hey, Gio.”
I turn my attention to the pleasant voice. I find Antonia Thompson staring back at me. I sit up and place my drink down, then stand. I move to kiss the cheeks of the gorgeous federal prosecutor, who’s also the niece of my Bajan friend and Dario’s best friend’s cousin.
“How you doing, Toni?”
