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I hear a click as the third line connects.
“Alistair?” Taylor says quietly.
“What?” I snarl, my very skin sizzling with rage.
“I just got a call from Vinny Glaudini.”
Vinny’s the acting boss of the Pastore Family while Tony Pastore is in prison. He’s also one of our clients in Chicago that Taylor flew out to talk with.
“And?” I hiss.
“While I was out there, he was all business. But he called just now as a show of respect to let me know that we’ve been getting fucked without even realizing it.”
“Elaborate,” I grit through clenched teeth.
It’s not Eloise. There’s no fucking way she has anything to do with any of this shit.
“You know how Massimo’s been up our asses asking about the Chinellato case? Because they’re old buddies, and business associates, and he’s so concerned for Roberto?” She laughs coldly. “Yeah, that’s all horseshit. Roberto and Massimo had a huge falling out in Chicago a couple of months ago. There was a deal that went bad, and a gunfight ensued. Roberto’s guys took out two of Massimo’s top lieutenants, and apparently ran off with both the cash and the weapons they were there to make the deal for.”
Fuck. Me.
The deal Roberto was telling me about in the prison yard, before he was shot? The one where he tried to rip someone off and got burned for it?
That someone was Massimo fucking Carveli.
I don’t have time to wonder how fucking stupid Roberto had to be to think he could pull a scam like that on the head of the entire Carveli family.
…I’m too busy focusing on the fact that Charles was in on that deal too.
With Massimo.
“They’re not buddies, man,” Gabriel hisses. “They’re enemies, and Massimo’s only interested in the case because he wants Roberto fucking gone.”
“Gabriel,” I hiss. “You need to listen to me?—”
“Open your fucking eyes!” my brother roars.
“They’re fucking open!” I snarl back. “But listen to me! Before he got shot, Roberto told me that Massimo and Charles are into some shit together. The deal that went bad in Chicago? Charles was in on that with Massimo.”
“Fucking hell,” Gabriel grunts. “Can you prove that?”
“Not yet. But when Roberto is talking again, I’ll?—”
“We need to be focusing on the obvious right now. We all know Charles is a piece of shit, but this is bigger. Alistair, I know you don’t want to hear this, but Eloise is the only loose end?—”
“You have no idea what you’re saying!” I hurl back. “Taylor, back me?—”
“Alistair,” she says quietly. “I mean…come on. She’s the only one who could have possibly known where Valerie was staying?—”
“Fuck you both,” I snap. “You’re being insane.”
“And you’re being an idiot!” Gabriel spits. “She’s?—”
“I’m allowed to find happiness!” I roar back. “I am allowed to?—”
“With her?!” Gabriel yells. “She’s fucking married, you idiot! To Massimo! I mean how many fucking red flags need to be waved in your idiotic face before?—”
I hang up abruptly, seething.
