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I was halfway out the door to go to Cait’s and tell her I was staying when my phone lit up with a text from my father asking me to drop by the house.
I growled in frustration.
I needed to see her, now. I needed to tell her… I needed to get her out of this fucking city before she was the next target.
But part of staying was also sucking up to my father, so I called a car and headed over to the house.
When I got there, I found my father in his office, his head in his hands at his desk.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, noting the tears slipping down his cheeks. Had the Italians finally bit back?
“It’s your sister,” he choked out, and I leapt across the office towards him.
“What happened? Is Bree okay?”
“She’s fucking in love with an Italian.” He shook his head as he stared at his desk in disbelief.
What?
Had I just heard him right?
My sister… love? Italian…
“What the fuck are you talking about?” I growled. He must be confused. There was no way Bree would go near one of the Loro Ombra.
“Enzo… Salvatore’s heir. He came here to give me information on who killed your mother and sister. Next thing I know, she’s in my office begging me to go to peace talks.”
“You’re fucking kidding me!” I yelled, my blood rushing in my ears. This couldn’t be happening. How could she betray us like that?
“You’re going to lock her up, right? You can’t let her near him!” I’d do it myself if my father wouldn’t. She couldn’t be allowed near those animals…
Wait…
Had he just said…
“What do you mean he had information about Mom?” I stuttered, forgetting all about Brianna.
Dad nodded, fiddling with a pen on his desk. “He gave me names as an olive branch.”
Dad knew who they were? We finally knew who took Mom and Quinn…
Pain exploded in my chest like I’d just stepped on a landmine, and I actually grunted with the force of it. Ten years, their murders had gone unsolved. Ten years of shoving that knowledge to the pits of my consciousness so I could get through a day. Ten years of forcing myself to come to terms with the fact I’d never know who had broken my family beyond repair… who’d stolen Cait’s only family.
“Arnaldo and Pero Rumi, with Bastiano Costa.”
Their names were shrapnel that tore through my body, slicing through veins and puncturing organs, leaving me a bleeding mess. These faceless, nameless monsters suddenly became real, and the need to pulverize them until they were nothing, burned in my limbs.
“I’m going to rip them to shreds.” My fists clenched so hard that my nails tore through the skin on my palms, but I barely even registered the pain. All I could think about was what I was going to do to the men who’d killed my mother. Who’d killed little Quinn and stolen her future.
“Patience, Son. First, we need to resolve this matter with your sister.”
“There’s nothing to resolve. The Italians are going to bleed. They’re going to suffer-”
He held his hand up, cutting me off. “I’ve decided to make peace.”
Apparently, I was in need of some hearing aids, because for the second time in five minutes, I couldn’t quite understand what I was hearing.
