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He scrubs a hand through his hair and pulls his phone out of his pocket. “I’m going to check in with the hotel and see if we can get any more information on her. Maybe she really did work for that catering company, or maybe someone recognized her.”

She’s too smart to leave behind any easy-to-find loose ends, but I understand his need to do something, anything, to stop feeling so fucking helpless. “Sounds good. I’ll head inside and speak to Joey. Come up with a list of people she’s pissed off lately, starting with those pricks she met with the other day.”

I’m about to open the front door when my phone vibrates in my pocket. I don’t recognize the number, but I hope to fuck it’s that bitch so I can tell her I’m going to tear her goddamn head off with my bare hands when I see her. After I get Mia back obviously.

I hold the phone to my ear. “Yeah?”

Her annoyingly sweet voice fills my ear. “Hey there, handsome.”

I snarl. “What the fuck did you do with Mia?”

Her musical laugh rings out, and I want to rip her fucking tongue out and strangle her with it. “You should relax, Ace. You sound all kinds of fired up there. You’re gonna give yourself a stroke if you’re not careful.”

I suck air through my teeth and ball my free hand into a fist. “What do you want with her?”

She snorts. “I don’t give two shits about that pampered princess.”

“So what the fuck are you interested in?”

“Your bosses.”

I close my eyes. She’s fucking unhinged. “Dante and Lorenzo?”

“Tell them to meet me at St. Nicholas Church out near Fort Heights at eight tonight.” The amusement has left her voice, and her tone is now cold and detached. Fucking psychopath. “And tell them they can bring their entire goddamn army with them if they want, but if I don’t walk out of there with all my limbs intact, they’ll never see their beloved Mia again.”

“What—?” The line goes dead. Fucking bitch! I blink down at the screen, half tempted to call her back, but there’s no point. She said everything she planned to say.

“Who the fuck were you just talking to?” Lorenzo growls from behind me as he steps out of the house.

I’m hit by a fresh wave of guilt when I see the haunted look in his eyes. “It was her.”

He sucks in a breath, one of the most powerful men in Chicago winded by those three little words. “What did she say?”

“She wants you and Dante to meet her at an old church near Fort Heights tonight at eight.”

“Does she have Mia? Did you speak to my wife?”

I shake my head. “That was all she said. That and…”

He bares his teeth, snarling like a wounded animal. “And what?”

“She said you can bring as many of your army with you as you want, but you won’t see Mia again if anything happens to her.”

Dropping his head back, he stares up at the sky and sucks in several deep breaths. The thick vein in his jaw pulses. “What do you need me to do, Boss?”

It takes a few seconds before he looks at me again. His dark eyes burn into mine like I might have all the answers he seeks. I wish I did. It was my fucking job to protect her, but I failed.

Lorenzo checks his watch. “Prep two cars. You and Romeo will follow behind.”

After he leaves, I twist my neck from side to side. I will kill that sneaky, lying little bitch as soon as this is all over and we have Mia back safely. No, death would be too easy for her. I’ll make her suffer for fucking eternity instead.

Romeo comes to a stop beside me, slightly out of breath. “He have any news?”

I glance sideways at him. “Keres just called me.”

“Fuck. What did she say?”

I signal him to follow me to the garage so we can prep the vehicles. On the way, I fill him in on my conversation with the woman I’ve come to hate more than anyone else in the world.

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