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Dom’s eyes flicked to Luca, and the expression there told him that that detail had not been overlooked.

“That doesn’t mean you can just take him,” Dom said. “Now give him back.”

“Over my dead body.”

Dom tossed the wood to the ground, and quick as a flash replaced it with a gun. “I can work with that.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck.Luca slowly began to walk back a couple steps, not wanting to be anywhere near this, and bumped into—

“Going somewhere, kid?”

—Chef.

Luca froze as the man he’d once considered a decent guy flashed a maniacal grin and strolled by him. He had a knife in his hand.

“I got this, Dom. Why don’t you take Luca back inside and enjoy some refreshments?”

Dom’s jaw flexed. “Come.”

Knowing there was no way out, that his grab at freedom was now well and truly over, Luca lowered his eyes and did as he was told. He walked by Chef and the big guy, not even wanting to know what was going to happen there.

Dom took a hold of his arm and hauled him toward the door he’d left propped open., and just as they stepped back inside their prison, he said by Luca’s ear, “You’re going to pay for that.”

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