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“What the hell happened? Where is Charlotte?”

“De… Lucca. Antonio De Lucca.” She mummers and fear races through me.

That name. It’s enough. Antonio De Lucca. It’s a bad as Antonella, worse because it’s old school Lacosa nostraand everybody knows Antonio De Luca is a man not to be fucked with. None of his family are people you fuck with.

“What about Antonio?”

“He took her…”

Fuck!

Charlotte…

No…

“No, what, what are you saying to me? Why would he do that? Why would he fucking do that?”

“A debt. He killed my brothers and Abuelita for a debt. Then he took my sister.” Her voice is so small. It’s like a whisper of what remains of her soul. It’s so faint it’s ghostly, not real and I shake my head because I refuse to believe it’s true.

It’s all bad. All of it and I guess linked to Donny’s financial situation. I just never knew he was foolish enough to do anything with Antonio De Lucca.

I whirl around and stare at Donny who is now standing. I rush him and throw a punch straight in his face. He stumbles back to the ground, holding his face as blood spurts from his nose. Marie screams and Cordelia starts crying.

“Fucking hell Donny… fuck… fuccccckkkk you,” I cry. “I should fucking kill you.”

“I never meant for any of this to happen. That bastard took my little girl.” He puts up his hands to shield himself and cowers away from me. “I never meant for it to happen. I didn’t do anything wrong.”

The fucking wrong thing he did was his involvement with Antonio. Any of it at all would have been bad.

“When did this happen?”

“Yesterday.”

“No one called me!” Of course they wouldn’t. He told me to stay away from Charlotte.

I look at Marie as a tear streams down my cheek. Her eyes, although tear-filled speak to me. She knew that night so long ago when her husband must have summoned some type of bravado to threaten me that I had no intention of stopping anything I had with their daughter.

She also knows what I’ll do now.

It’s the only thing that I can do.

I walk out without another word to any of them and call Frankie. He’ll get Vincent in to help and the others. Frankie is the eldest and he’s Pa’s right-hand man.Capoto our family. He’ll help me no matter how crazy fucked up I may be in thinking I can get Charlotte back from Antonio De Lucca. I have to try.

I have to.

* * *

One hourlater and we’re outside Antonio’s house but nobody’s there. He lives in Glencoe in a grand mansion that looks more like a palace but there’s no one here. No sign of life, like he never existed.

It enrages the fuck out of me.

I’m here with Frankie, Vincent, Salvatore and Nick and while we look as badass as we always look when we’re together, the guys are worried because of who Antonio De Lucca is.

No one has to tell me we’re asking for shit to follow us just by looking for him. I know this and I also know that if Frankie wasn’t crazy we probably wouldn’t be here at all.

None of my brothers are a hundred percent for this but they’ll help me. They’ll help me because they know how much I love Charlotte and if they don’t help me I’ll go off by myself and probably get killed trying to find her by my lonesome.

They’re by my side to back me up if there’s trouble.

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