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I threw my hand to the side, my palm landing on Blizzard’s chest as I felt him walk forward. It wasn’t often people saw this side of him. He was a joker—relaxed, calm—a guy you enjoyed being around. But he was also fiercely protective of those he cared about.
“Gio, Rico…you will stay,” Anthony spoke quietly but surely. “Optimus, I believe we need to have a few words.”
I dipped my chin.
“Please, feel free to have a few of your men take Grant here. I would like a little privacy for this conversation.”
I didn’t wait a second more. “Ham, grab the asshole.” I needed this over. The longer I leave Chelsea, the longer I risk her life.
Ham, Wrench, and Slider stepped forward and grabbed the lying little snake, dragging him out the door into the lobby. Gio and Rico flanked their father, taking up residence on each side of him. Blizzard and Leo stayed with me, doing much the same.
“There seems to be some misunderstandings between us,” Anthony said clearly, once the room had emptied.
“Someone tried to frame us for your father’s death. It wasn’t us and I can prove that shit,” I told him.
He nodded and folded his hands back in his lap. “Yes, I’m sure you can.” He cleared his throat. “My brother was not happy that my father passed his legacy on to me.”
I heard Blizzard scoff behind me. Anthony shot him a glare, his eyes narrowed.
“I want my woman back,” I said simply. “If he’s hurt her, I’ll kill him.” I wasn’t about to beat around the bush. Marco DePalma was a dead man. Anthony could try and stop me right now, but one way or another I was going to take him out.
He raised his hand and scratched at his chin. “You say he’s hurt my niece?” The question was aimed past me to my VP.
Blizzard didn’t hesitate to answer. “On more than one occasion. Our man said when she pulled her gun and ordered Chelsea into the car that she was sporting some pretty nasty battle wounds.” He talked through gritted teeth, the thought obviously wearing on his mind.
“She was an illegitimate child. She came from an affair with one of his maids.” I looked up at each of his boys and I could see the pride in his eyes. “To him, she needed to earn the right to be a part of this family. Her mother left before she was born. We didn't know anything of her until she appeared around a year or so ago making claims. Marco was disgusted. But for us, as soon as she proved her DNA, she was family. She has my blood in her veins, it doesn’t matter what it was mixed with. I should have stopped it before it got to this point.”
This strong man sat in front of me, his head hung like he was ashamed of his actions. He could stare a man in the eyes before shooting him dead, but when it came to family, there was nothing more important.
Maybe we weren’t so different.
“Grant will give you the information to find Marco and get your…woman…back. I believe you’ll do what you see fit and I will consider what you’ve told me here today.”
With that, we were dismissed. There was no bloodshed and I had a way of reclaiming what was mine. I was done. I merely nodded and turned on my heel, my brothers following me out the door and into the hall.
Our buddy Grant was sporting a split lip and was crumpled against the wall. Wrench was grinning and Ham was staring down at him with utter disgust. Time was running out and the only thing I was concerned about was getting the information I needed to bring Marco down and save my girl.
“Leo, call the boys, get them on their bikes,” I ordered. Wrench grabbed the piece of garbage by his arm and dragged him with us as we walked down the prim and proper hotel hall.
“Let’s get our girl back.”
