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“Before Ace does,” Elias added, coming to sit in one of the wing backed chairs positioned across from me.
I steepled my fingers and rested my chin on them. I wouldn’t guarantee my brother was correct, but I knew he meant well.
The problem was that the game had been accelerated and Elena had no idea what that entailed. She’d made her smartest moves at the wrong fucking time. Not only that, but she’d done the one thing I specifically told her not to do.
Finding her wasn’t my main concern; I knew we would.
I needed to ensure we did so be
fore she could end up in the same position she was in when we first met—or worse.
She would meet the same fate our sister had: gutted and left behind in a dumpster to rot.
Chapter Four
Past-28 years old
Survival of the richest.
That had always been the main objective of old money roulette. It was a power struggle between old money and new, with an outcome of lucrative blood money.
I excelled at it in every aspect, with a natural desire to win. I calculated, and then I decimated.
It was vital to always be two steps ahead of everyone else. You needed to know someone’s move before they made it—maintaining the upper hand, so to speak.
No one had ever been able to catch me off guard. No one but him.
My last judgment of him had been wrong. He turned out to be a worthy adversary in almost every aspect. He alone was solely responsible for altering my entire strategy of the game. He set in motion a chain of events that could never be undone.
The last time I saw Ricardo Rias was five long years ago, to hand him a copy of the finalized documents he’d signed. He disappeared shortly after, and a memorial service was held in his honor when he didn’t resurface.
So when an unmarked white box was delivered to my guard shack, addressed to me from Ricardo, I wasn’t sure what to expect, and couldn’t guess what the contents might be.
Elias and I stood in the dining room watching Sergio cut off the blue sash tightly wrapped around it.
He removed the lid and we all looked inside.
“Why the hell did he send you this?” Elias asked.
Reaching into the box, I pulled out a blank DVD case and an envelope. I popped the case open; a plain disc rested inside. There was no written description to indicate what was recorded on it.
“Let’s see what’s in here,” I said, shaking out the contents of the envelope.
A silver house key with a tag on it, a photo, and two folded pieces of paper landed on the tabletop.
The picture had my immediate attention. I picked it up and studied the beautifully youthful face of Elena Rias.
Doing some quick addition in my head, I knew she was right on the cusp of turning eighteen.
The same age my sister had been when she was murdered.
The Rias twins had never been a blimp on my radar aside from the photo I’d seen of them when they were nothing but two young girls. Their grandmother and uncle never spoke of them. They were non-existent in my world until about three months ago; that’s when Eva showed up as a new hire, fucking anyone as long as she was paid up front.
She was also a heavy hitter for coke and zanies. Toss the girl an eighth of yayo and I was told she would keep her legs and mouth open for come deposits all night long.
Ricardo would be shitting himself if he could see his baby girl now, turned out and always on a different man’s arm. Elena, however, hadn’t made a single appearance.
I forced myself to look away from the chocolate brown eyes that seemed to be drilling into mine, choosing to focus on the key Sergio had picked up.
