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So getting Tony was part of the plan and probably bought them time for Marcus to go wherever the hell he went—if that’s even true.
It was all a set up.
And Evie…
Fuck she’s in danger.
“I have to get to Donny now!” I say. “They want him and Evie. You guys stay here. Christian get the men together I need muscle.”
Christian stand. “I can do that on the phone while I go with you. I’m not letting you go by yourself.”
“And I’m not going to sit here like a chump,” Henry adds rising too.
We don’t have time to argue. Whatever is happening is happening now.
“Alright, let’s go.”
* * *
I take my motorcycle and Henry gets in with Christian in his car.
I always take my bike for anything like this. It’s fast when I need to be fast and I’ll also admit it balances me when I’m thrown out of my fucking element when dangers on the horizon.
In my pocket are the print outs of the two contracts. Those are leverage to reach Donny.
I’d say that more than gets all of us back in his good graces. But only if we can stop whatever plan that fucker, Peter, has up his sleeve.
When we get to the resort we head straight to Donny’s office. I lead the group so when one of his guards try to stop us from going through the door I knock him out with a punch and I hit the other guard with the back of my gun.
When he tries to get up to tackle me again, I cock the hammer on my gun and he freezes.
While Christian attacks two guards that run toward us, Henry and I kick the door open to Donny’s office and go in.
Donny is, however, ready for us with his gun aimed and heavy scowl on his face.
“One more step boys and done,” he threatens.
“Do it and you’ll never know the details of the planned assassination on your head, or how much danger Evie is in,” I counter.
“What the fuck are you talking about Giordano?”
“Did you summon Marcus to a meeting?”
“No, he’s supposed to be watching Evie all day.”
“Well he’s not. He’s in on it Donny.”
His face loosens and I take the chance to pull the envelope with the contracts from the inside of my jacket pocket.
“You need to see this now,” I add.
I want to say it might already be too late because anything could have happened to Evie but I hold off. I can’t form those words.
I don’t want to hear them and I don’t want to hearmyselfsay them.
Donny lowers his gun and I walk up to him to hand him the envelope.
He takes out the contracts and when he scans over both he looks like he’s aged a hundred years. That, however, is the effect of seeing the contract to kill Dante.
