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Chapter Twenty-One
Duncan
Shit. What in the actual fuck just happened? I am running, practically dragging Willow to the car right behind me. We have got to get out of here and notify the clan leaders. It is time for an emergency meeting, and I need to get Willow safely on a plane out of this city, out of the damn country, even, before any more of the Italians come for us, or come back from the fucking dead. What’s hilarious is that man was not Italian, not by a long shot. Nor was he Romanian. If anything, he was mixed white and Asian. He should not have any relation to any Clan, and on top of that, Willow said he was supposed to be dead.
Half the basis of who she is was because of the fact that she lost a boyfriend, a serious one, right after she lost her mother. The Italians certainly have learned how to pull some strings. I have learned plenty about them and the Chinese in my years with the Adame Clan, but I didn’t expect them to bring someone back from the fucking grave.
"I need to know what you know about that man, Willow. How did you meet? Did he know anything about who your father was when you were together? How can you be sure he was dead? How did he die?" The questions just fly out of me as I enter the highway at top speed, forcing those scared of my maniacal driving out of my way. It is for the best as, like I said, we are in a hurry.
I tell the car's Bluetooth system to send out a message to the rest of the Clan. They need to know to be on alert, and I need some of them there to meet us at the airport. She needs a larger security detail as well. That will be something Ion has to help us with. It’s up to me to make sure she makes it that far.
"Are you kidding me right now, Duncan? My ex just came back from the dead and tried to kill you, and all you can do is interrogate me. As far as I knew he was a nobody, other than to me, I was in love with him. It devastated me when he died. I watched him die, Duncan. But it was a closed casket due to the damage to the body. It was supposed to be random gang activity. I guess nothing was random, or real for that matter," Willow says, and part of me feels bad for her. I know I am being a little insensitive right now, but I need information and fast if I am going to figure out enough information to get on top of this. This is something no one expects, and not even Ion will be prepared if we are going into this blind.
"I am sorry, Willow, but it’s for your safety. I need to know everything. I need you to think," I say through gritted teeth, trying not to scream. That was a close call back there that we had, and to be honest, it scared the shit out of me. The idea of losing her scared the shit out of me.
"Don’t you care about me at all? This is killing me, Duncan."
I glare at her through the rearview as my chest hurts little at her statement. I am likely overreacting. If she wanted to go with him, she would have, but there’s that insecure part I hide with my attitude that’s trying to rear its ugly head right now.
"So, I guess you would have just gone with him to marry him then, if I hadn’t been in danger?" I ask her, wanting to take it back the minute I do.
"Get a grip, Duncan, and stop making this about you," she says, and I shut down, my heart going cold for my own damn protection.
