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“There’s thirsty, and then there’s just being stupid,” Alessio says.

“I think they’re both chasing a high they haven’t found yet.”

Alessio studies me for a moment before inclining his head and going outside. I follow him out. Cain has Evan tucked to his side, and a few of his guys are standing in the dimly lit parking lot of DD’s. Cain throws something at me as I approach. I catch it on a reflex.

My eyebrows lower as I study the bullet casing. “It’s from a pistol.”

“This piece of mother fucking shit had the balls to come onto my territory and shoot up my place,” Cain yells. “Oh, it’s on motherfucker. It’s on.” Cain turns his eyes wild to me, the vein in his neck right where the head of the snake is throbbing. “I was only half interested before because no one fucks with our family, but Evan was inside, man. If you catch this piece of shit, I get a piece of him too.”

“Let’s all calm down,” Alessio tries to reason. “We don’t want to only focus on one guy if it isn’t really him.”

“Who else would it be?” Cain roars, making Evan jump. “Evan was inside. Fucking Evan!”

“I understand, but we need to think this through, or else no one will get what they want except him.”

I know Alessio is right, but I get where Cain is coming from more. He wants blood, and I do too. This is the second time I’ve been with Wren and a shooting has happened. I don’t believe in coincidences like this.

“I’m going to get Wren home, and then we can figure out what the fuck is going on,” I tell Cain as I text Aldo to get her out of his office.

Cain nods his head. “I’m going to do the same with Evan. At least I know Hades will bite that pussy.”

I’d almost feel sorry for whoever is at the end of that bite.

Almost.

I turn around at the sound of feet pounding toward me, my hand on my gun that’s tucked away under my suit jacket. I relax once I see that it’s just Aldo.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, tensing as I take in the worried look on his face.

“Wren’s gone.”

Chapter

Fifty-One

MATTEO

“Wren’s gone.”

My stomach is in my throat as soon as the words are out of his mouth.

I hear people shouting as I take off running toward the office. I need to see for myself that she’s really gone. That somehow this piece of shit was able to take her away from me when I’m right. Fucking. Here.

The place is pretty much cleared out now, making the path to the office easier.

“Wren?” I call out as I run into the office with Cain right behind me.

“What the fuck…” Cain says at the same time as he takes the scene in front of us.

Empty.

Fucking empty.

“I’m sorry, Matteo,” Aldo says, out of breath, as he comes up behind me. “I don’t know how he got out of here with her without me noticing.”

“She struggled,” I say softly, my tone taking on a menacing edge.

My fists clench hard at my sides as I take in the mess of the office. I can tell she fought with everything she had. Everything is off the desk, scattered and broken on the floor. The older leather chairs that usually sit in front of the desk are tipped on their side across the room.