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“Oh we are family, aren’t we?” He chuckles darkly as he eyes me. “Interesting, Alistair. Very, very interesting.”
“Yes or no, Massimo.”
“Who are you suggesting plays this game?”
“You and me.”
Eloise makes a strangled yelp behind me. Gabriel groans something unintelligible, trying to roll onto his back. I turn just in time to see Eloise rush to him, gingerly pushing his blood-matted hair away from his bruised, beaten face.
My eyes narrow viciously as I turn back to Massimo. “You and me,” I hiss. “Are we playing or not?”
He grins. Slowly, his chin nods.
“Okay, counselor.”
“Sir—”
Massimo stops his guard with a raised hand. He slips his gun back into his pocket and eyes me.
“I think the more the merrier, brother,” he murmurs. He nods down to where Eloise is crouched beside Gabriel. “These two play, too.”
Fuck.
“No,” I growl.
“You’re mistaking this for a negotiation, Alistair,” Massimo growls. “It isn’t. I’m intrigued, and I want to play.” He reaches out a hand. “Give it to me. Now.”
I hand him the revolver as he turns to his guard.
“Leave us. Lock the door, and don’t either of you come back in until you hear a gunshot. Capice?”
The man looks at his boss like Massimo has completely lost his mind. But he nods.
“Yes sir, Mr. Carveli.”
After the man leaves, Massimo turns to grin at us with a psychotic look in his eyes. “Shall we?” His gaze lands on me. “Please, sit, counselor. Right here will do.”
With a wave of dizziness, I lower myself to the ground.
“And you, my dear, dear wife,” Massimo snarls at Eloise. “Right there.” He gestures with the revolver. Her eyes meet mine, and I nod quietly before she sinks to the ground, too.
Gabriel, slumped on the ground looking half-dead, she and I now form a half circle. Massimo grins as he sits cross-legged across from me, making it a full one.
“You surprise me, brother?—”
“I’m not your fucking brother,” I spit venomously.
Massimo just smiles. “Apologies. Would you care to go first, Bruno?”
“I think the host should go first.”
He chuckles. “Well played. But—no.” He abruptly spins the wheel of the revolver and then snaps it shut.
“Let’s split the difference.”
I balk as he suddenly points the gun at Gabriel’s head.
“Your fake brother can go first. And since he seems to be snoozing instead of playing, I’ll help him out.”
