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I released her jaw. “Doesn’t matter who her family is. She crossed a line.”
“It was a setup,” Nyla said breathlessly.
I narrowed my eyes at her. “What?”
“He told me he owed someone. I couldn’t get that much money from my family, so I had to get a job.”
“So, you planned this from the day you walked into my casino, looking for a job.”
“Yes,” Nyla whispered.
“Say your prayers, Nyla.”
The door busted open to a frowning Savio and Sante, and the room filled with our team.
Savio motioned for me to step outside.
“What the fuck is going on?” Yet another interruption, and it irritated me.
“You can’t kill her,” Sante said.
Noticing Renato’s clenched fists, I studied my brothers.
Sante said, “I’m serious. You are not to kill her.”
“Why not?” I asked, lounging against the wall.
“Because I said so,” Savio replied succinctly.
“Savio, this is my business,” I argued.
Savio pushed me hard against the wall, getting in my face. “You need to watch who the fuck you're talking to, Vincenzo.”
“Savio’s right. Certain things have come to light, and until we get answers, she will remain alive,” Sante informed me.
Sante was the next in line to take control when Savio retired. He knew the decision to kill Nyla’s boyfriend should have come from him. Savio was like a second father figure to me; disrespecting him would cut him deep.
“She says she knows where the money is hidden.”
“For now, she stays alive. Clean up the mess and meet me in the car.” Savio offered me a handshake, and I accepted it.
Renato exited the room, wiping blood off his hands.
Savio eyed his blood-splattered clothes. “What were you doing?”
“Having some fun,” he said with a shrug.
Renato smirked and headed down the hall to catch up with my brothers. My father was right to have Renato as enforcer. No matter the situation, he had no qualms about taking a life.
Strolling in the room, I stared at the cut-up remains of Nyla’s boyfriend. I shook my head at my brother’s work and waved at my men. “Take her to the room.”
They freed her wrists and helped her to stand.
Nyla fought to get away from their hold. “Let me go!”
“Shut the fuck up, or you’ll join your boyfriend in hell.”
“Where are you taking me?” she demanded through angry tears.
