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As we step into the hall I see it now.
The situation.
Antonio De Lucca is standing next to my parents and all the maids and servants who work in the mansion are lined up against the wall to their left.
“Fantastic, fucking fantastic. Everyone is here.” Antonio booms. He straightens up with an element of power I definitely don’t fucking miss but I’m not stupid. Pa wouldn’t have allowed him to do this to him if he didn’t know the consequences of retaliation.
So I tamp down any rage I feel and home in on my sense of reason.
“Heard you boys have been looking for me on the streets,” Antonio continues with a broad smile on his horrible face. He’s a sick fuck and looks like one with that knife scar going across his cheek. I wonder who could have gotten close enough to him to do that. Maybe it was one of his own, or someone worse than him.
Frankie looks to me, it’s permission for me to speak.
I step forward ahead of him and stare Antonio down like I’m death itself.
“You took my girl. I want her back,” I answer.
“Ohhh yes,” he taunts. “I thought this whole shit would be about a girl. Very pretty girl. Perfect spoils of a business deal gone wrong with that perfect body of hers. I’m definitely going to enjoy fucking her.”
I pull my gun on him in an instant. I don’t care who he is. He’s talking about my doll that way. I’ll shoot his fucking dick off before he can think about fucking.
“Motherfucker, tell me what the debt is and I’ll pay it. I’ll pay it whatever it is.” I know for him to get all worked up like this the debt has to be millions. That’s the kind of money Donny shifts around in those investments of his. That’s what I heard was stolen from him by his business partner. Millions. And I know De Lucca is not the only guy that got screwed when things went south.
He laughs and comes closer to me but stops in the center of the room.
Then without any kind of warning he fires a shot at Jono, our butler. It gets him in his head and he goes down. All the others scream and Ma starts crying. Pa puts an arm around her comforting her.
“No… this is the kind of debt that can’t be repaid. It can’t. Not with money anyway. Not with a dime of your cash from your sex club or your shipping company,” Antonio says. His brows pinch together and he almost looks human. “You see my brother was the one who instigated the business relationship with Donny Revello and I backed him up. We’re stinking rich but the loss of ten million is enough to dent the pockets and lose trust amongst the highly valued. It’s also enough to push a man over the edge, especially when that money belonged to a few people you don’t want to mess with. People who were promised double their sum of investment because ofDonny Revello’swords of guarantee.” He stops to take a breath and looks around the room at everyone.
“My brother has been suffering with depression for years because he tries these business ventures and somehow they don’t work out. This one knocked him for six. He took his life two days ago. One bullet to the head with our grandfather’s gun took my brother from me. All because of Donny Revello and his fucked up way of doing things.” Antonio holds my gaze as he speaks and he steps closer but doesn’t come near me. Pain fills his eyes now. Understandable pain, and while I get it and I can understand his motive, I don’t accept it.
“Your loss is very unfortunate. I am sorry that happened to you and your brother. Let me give you the ten million.” I have it. Fuck I have more. The Dark Odyssey has been open close to a year and we were rolling in it.
He snarls, twists around and fires another shot, this time taking out Sariah, our chef. She’s been with us since I was a boy. These people have worked for my family since we were children and they are like family to me too.
I try to keep in my remorse and hold it together. Don’t show that I’m affected, even though I’m tearing up inside. Two deaths because of me.
And what did I do?
“Insolent fool! You think money will fix it and bring my brother back?” He roars, his voice carries over the hall and so does the boom of another bullet. He just killed Tim, the gardener. There are seventeen people left at the wall.
I search my mind for something to say but I don’t know what. I don’t know what to say that won’t piss him off even more than he is.
What the fuck can I say?
What the fuck can I do? He won’t take money.
Who refuses money like that? I offered him ten million.
Fuck…
My Charlotte, what am I going to do?
I have to save her.
De Luca laughs and waves the gun at me. “I’m keeping the girl, Gabriel Giordano. This visit of mine is to tell you and yours to back the fuck off. Don’t fucking come for me unless I send for you. Don’t do it. I’m here to leave a lasting message in your mind.” On that he turns to the wall with all our workers and fires a series of shots that take them all out. They try to flee but don’t make it.
And there’s nothing we can do.
