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Vito was laughing maniacally on the other end. He had always wanted to have something dangling over Ben. His ego had grown too large, and it, along with the steroids, was blinding his reason.
“You know the place,” Vito sneered.
The phone went dead, and Ben did a dangerous U-turn on the highway, heading toward the only place Vito would go ... the docks.
Chapter21
Liz
Liz woke to an abrupt jostle in the van that the Moretti boy and Vito had thrown her into. She found that her hands were tied behind her back, and a gag was over her mouth. Yet, her vision hadn’t been obstructed.
She scurried around, narrowing her eyes through the windows to see what was going on and where she was. There was a cage divider in the van, and she could see the heads of the traitors who had kidnapped her.
In a fit of rage, she kicked at it. It rattled loud in the van, perking up the Moretti kid, who seemed to have been dozing.
She seethed at them, managing to pull the gag down far enough to give them a piece of her mind.
“Let me go, you fuckers!” she screamed, continuing to bash her feet against the metal. “Get me out of here! LET ME OUT NOW!”
Vito was the one driving, and he seemed unfazed by her behavior.
“Well, look who is awake,” he said playfully. “Thank God, your boyfriend is going to be here soon. I wouldn’t want you to miss the show.”
Liz thought about Ben and what he had said to her at the airport. She barely had enough time to comb through it, assess it for holes and accuracy, before she was taken by the man who was supposed to be on Ben’s side.
Instead, he had been making his own deals, looking to make his own money and allies outside the family.
“You are both traitors!” she screamed. “You are useless pieces of shit, traitors!”
Vito only continued to laugh maniacally, which only made Liz more frustrated. She stopped kicking the cage and then tried the door, depending upon its aged appearance to be her savior.
As soon as she made a move, Moretti smacked on the cage, rattling it in her direction.
“Stop that!” he yelled.
Liz looked him dead in the eyes. She had grown so much since meeting Ben and getting involved with the mob and their criminal element. She had fallen for a man she would’ve steered clear of in the past. But she couldn’t imagine living her life without him for a single second more.
That was the power he had blessed her with. The power of boldness and the strength to be disruptive.
She kicked sporadically at the door and started yelling for help. Moretti tried to scramble into the backseat to stop her when Vito laid a calm hand on his shoulder.
“No need, we’re here.”
The van came to a sudden stop, sending an unbuckled Liz backward. Her bound hands slammed against the seat, and her wrist twisted unnaturally in one direction. She saw white and shrieked in pain.
“FUCK!”
Vito and Moretti jumped out of the front as she winced, coming to her at the back door. Vito slid it open and grabbed her immediately by the hips, throwing her over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes.
Her wrist pulsed with lightning bolts of pain, but that didn’t stop her from writhing around on the big man, pushing her feet forward into his torso and trying to call out for help. But it was all no use. Once she opened her eyes to scan the scenery, she realized that they were far away from civilization.
Brown and green colored water sloshed up onto the loading docks outside the city. It looked almost abandoned, beyond the rust-shaded ship that appeared to be there for some kind of weekend maintenance. The van they had driven her in was pulled up alongside the water, the old ship rocking back and forth like a steady daydream.
Liz was starting to lose feeling in her extremities, along with the fingers behind her back that were sure to be the shade of a glistening bruise. She had no idea what they had in store for her, but she knew that it was all going to involve Ben when he showed up.
Vito carried her all the way to the end of the pier, placing her roughly down on a dilapidated-looking chair. She wiggled around like an eel, trying to keep from further restraints, but it was pointless. The man was a lion shifter and stubborn as hell. And on top of all of that, he was pumping himself full of steroids.
There was no way to talk him out of what he wanted to do.
