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“What the fuck?” Ace mutters.
Lorenzo bangs a meaty fist on his desk. “I’ll tell you what the fuck. This woman—the one you two fuckwits allowed to kidnap my wife—is currently the only person who knows where Mia is. She is the only lead we have.” He points a finger at Ace. “So you will go with her and you will help her find the twisted piece of shit she’s looking for and you will protect her while she does it. And if you—”
“But—” Ace protests.
Lorenzo snarls. “Did you just fucking interrupt me?”
Ace takes a step back and drops his head a little, sufficiently chastised. Much like me, he’d rather be looking for Mia than babysitting the demon spawn that is Keres.
“I need eyes on her at all fucking times,” Lorenzo continues. “You two are lucky you still have a job right now.” He slams his fist on the desk again. “You’re lucky you’re still fucking breathing. So go. Watch her. Make sure she doesn’t get herself killed. You will not lay a single finger on her. Not until I have my wife back in my arms where she belongs.”
My lips twitch in a knowing smirk. “And once you have her back, Boss?”
Lorenzo plants both hands on his desk and leans forward. “You can do whatever the fuck you want with her, but you keep her alive and you bring her to me. You think you can handle that?”
Ace draws a breath through his nose as his hands ball into fists by his sides.
“Do you fucking understand me?” Lorenzo bellows.
“Sure thing,” I reply.
Ace gives a single curt nod. “Of course.”
Lorenzo sinks into his chair and continues glaring, his eyes bouncing between Ace and me. “Now get the fuck out of my sight.”
The anger is rolling from Ace in waves as we walk down the Moretti mansion driveway.
“It could have been a lot worse.” I offer the platitude as we step outside the Moretti mansion, although I know it’s probably only going to piss him off even more.
He stops in his tracks and shoots daggers at me with his eyes. “How? What the fuck could be worse than having to babysit that evil bitch who used us and made us look like a pair of fucking clowns?”
I roll my eyes. He’s so fucking dramatic. “At least we’re still breathing. We fucked up, Ace. Big time. The fact that Lorenzo didn’t slit both of our throats when we let his wife slip through our fingers is a win.”
His nostrils flare. “So you’re not at all bothered that we have to spend the next”—he throws his hands into the air—“who knows the fuck how long with her?”
I arch an eyebrow. “Just because we have to keep her safe doesn’t mean we can’t fuck with her while we do it.”
He shakes his head. “You’re fucking insane. Besides, we need to find the little bitch first.”
“You talking about me?” Keres’s sarcastic laugh comes up behind us. Ace cracks his neck and flashes me a scowl before we both turn to face her. “It’s not very gentlemanly to speak about a lady that way.”
Ace rolls his shoulders and squares up to her. “I don’t see any ladies around here.”
Keres puts a hand over her heart and pulls a face. “So vicious,” she says with a shudder.
“You’ll see,” he grumbles.
She presses her lips together and tilts her head. “I’m not exactly overjoyed with the idea of spending any time with you either, asshole. But your boss is too suspicious to give me the information I need and let me do this thing on my own. So seems like I’m stuck with you two.”
I’m going to have so much fun fucking with her. “You need us, huh?”
She rolls her eyes and snorts. “Seems so.”
Keres’s Yellow Fireblade is parked next to my florescent green Kawasaki. Ace snatches his helmet from the seat of his Ducati. “Yeah, well, we’re not exactly thrilled about it either, witch.”
“Witch?” she gasps, clutching at her chest again like she’s offended.
Ace’s dark eyes narrow. “Yeah. I guess your name suits you.”
