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“You don’t look too good, Alex.”
“No thanks to your family.” He spits out the last word.
I keep my feet rooted in the ground, with Luca, Jax, and Grayson by my side. This is her time to shine.
Alex’s eyes flick to me.
I return his glance with a furious stare.
“Don’t look at me, Alex. Zara is talking to you,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest. I’m too busy watching my woman pick up a knife from the tray Jax bought in.
“I need you to do something for me, Alex.” She holds the blade up to the light. “Wow, this is clean.”
Alex pales, and Grayson shoots me an impressed look. I keep my eyes zeroed in on Zara. Fuck, I’m proud of her.
“I suppose this would feel similar to the glass that sliced into my flesh, don’t you think?”
Shivers run down my spine at her words, leaving a cold ache in my chest.
“Zara, what the fuck has gotten into you?” Alex splutters.
“Nothing. This is who I am. Do you want to know what happened to the last guy who hurt me?”
“What?”
“I ran him over, killed him.” She pauses, tapping the knife on her palm as she smiles sweetly at him.
“You’re all fucking crazy,” Alex hisses.
“No, we aren’t. We are just sick to death of being betrayed, and of people taking things from us. Things no one can ever replace.”
She steps towards him and his fists clench. As I go to move forward, she presses the knife against his throat.
“You have a choice though, Alex. Make the right one, you can live a happy life. The wrong one and we will send you and your family to your graves. I know how much you love your dad. It would be a shame if he paid the price.”
Sweat beads on Alex’s forehead as he looks up at my girl.
“What do you want from me?” His eyes plead with her.
“I need you to tell me where I can find my father.”
“How the hell would I know? I’ve been in here for days. He could be anywhere!” He wipes his hands on his thighs, leaving a damp trail.
“Use your fucking brain. You’re telling me you don’t know about his other properties, his meeting spots? Hmm?” She pushes the knife in further, this time enough to release blood down the blade.
“Zara! Okay, okay. Give me a second!”
She releases the pressure, wiping the blade on her jeans.
“He had an apartment not far from our office. I met him there once to drop off some keys?”
Zara looks over her shoulder to me.
“What do we think about that one?”
“I can have Enzo check it out.” I shrug.
She turns back to Alex, who’s now the same complexion as the gray flooring.
