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“Or I’ll shoot her.”
I knew Leonardo was a motherfucker, but I’d never suspected he was capable of this. “This is how you negotiate?” I asked with a calm voice. “You use your daughter? I’ve seen a lot of shit…but never this.”
He pointed the gun at her arm—and fired.
The sound of the gun echoed through the plaza.
Her screams…were horrific.
Blood immediately soaked her sweater, and she screamed as she grasped her arm, slumped to the ground as she whimpered in pain. Victor tried to break ranks to rush to her aid, but one of the guys put a gun to his head.
Jesus fucking Christ.
“Call off the embargo, or I’ll shoot her in the head next time.” He continued to grip her hair, his gun pressed right into her first wound.
“Alright!” I wanted to rush to Laura and apply pressure, but I couldn’t move, not when Leonardo moved the gun back to her head. “I’ll call it off. Let her go.”
The asshole had the nerve to grin—fucking grin. “Guess she does mean something to you.”
“And nothing to you.” I moved to her, but he tugged her back.
“Make the call.”
“She’ll bleed out—”
“Then you better move quick.” He kept the gun pressed to her scalp.
She cried, and I knew it wasn’t from the pain in her arm, but her heart.
I pulled out the phone and put the call on speaker. My contact picked up after several rings. “Continue your relationship with Leonardo. Our business has concluded.”
He hesitated because this was not the plan we’d established. “Bartholomew, are you sure—”
“When am I not sure about something?” I raised my voice, watching Laura clutch her arm on the ground. “Do as I say. Now.”
“Alright.”
I hung up and shoved the phone into my pocket, never taking my eyes off Leonardo. “I did as you asked. Now let her go.”
“How do I know you aren’t going to call when I let her go?”
“Because I give you my fucking word. Now give her to me!”
“You leave my territory and never come back.”
“Fine.”
He finally pulled the gun from her head. “I’m sorry, Laura. Nothing personal.”
I ran to her and gathered her in my arms. She held her arm as she sobbed, angry tears running down her face. She seemed to be in shock because her face was whiter than snow. I lifted her in my arms and turned my back on Leonardo and his men. “I got you, sweetheart.”
“He shot me…”
“You’ll be alright.”
She didn’t seem to hear what I said. “My father…shot me.”
Then the gunshots started.
