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I’d roll my eyes if I hadn’t given Sloane a lecture about the action.
Lifting off the top, I’m hit with an overwhelming smell. Picking up the hand that rests on top of some tissue paper by the finger, I notice it belongs to one of my men. I know it’s from one of my men because of the tattoo on the finger.
“Christ,” I mutter, putting it back down.
“There’s a note,” Max says as if this is an easy conversation to have. He calls me the sick fuck, but I think that title belongs to him.
Written on the notepaper is an address. If I remember correctly, it’s the address of a church. Very fitting.
This is all Lev’s fault. He decided to handle shit in the open, and now we’re left defenseless against Giovanni. He knows where I am now. Staying hidden was the only upper hand I had against the fucker.
I make an annoyed sound. Before I can speak up, Max does first. “I take it you want me to watch the woman lyinginyourbed?”
“If you try anything,” I threaten him even though I know it’s useless. He hasn’t been able to look at another woman in years because he only wants one.
He rubs the top of my head, and I swat his arm away. “I’m going to getsocozy in your fancy Egyptian cotton sheets.” He laughs. “Remember you can only win something if there are risks.”
Leave it to Max to say some inspirational bullshit right after saying something dumb. “Good thinking,” I say sarcastically and glare at him.
I open the door and head to the closet, ready to change into proper attire. Max follows me inside with his arms crossed. He flashes me a wicked smile as he stands at the end of the bed. He has a death wish.
“You’re behaving like a fucking child,” I whisper.
His brows rise and he glances at Sloane. “You keep doing her and you’ll have one.”
“Enough,” I mutter.
I tuck my gun in the waistband of my pants and leave the room. Making my way down the halls, I bang on Lev and Dimitri’s doors and yell for them to meet me downstairs. I decide not to bring Adrian because he’s already had a bad experience with Giovanni. I don’t need him and his grudge to ruin my plans.
Starting the car, I wait impatiently for them to get themselves together. My fingers tap on the steering wheel when Lev and Dimitri open the car doors.
“Why are we meeting at the butt crack of dawn?” Dimitri asks while he rubs sleep from his eyes.
“Look in the box,” I say, shifting the car into drive.
I hear the box rustle, and they both make a gagging noise. “Yeah, Giovanni says ‘hello.’”
“That’s one hell of a greeting,” Lev murmurs.
We drive for a while until we finally make it to the address on the card. At first I thought it was an odd place to meet up, but now I understand. The church is the one place men like us don’t bring our guns.
It could be a trap, so I’ll keep Dimitri outside just in case.
On top of the church, gold crosses are placed on marble pillars. Intricate details are engraved in the stone, leaving the landscape looking dull. Dead trees and shriveled bushes line the walls. Iron gates cage the church, making it difficult to escape.
I look at my men. “No guns inside the building. Lev stays with me.”
They nod in agreement.
I walk past the gate and enter the church. Colors flood the walls, and large chandeliers hang from the ceiling. Giovanni’s right there, sitting with his head bowed as if he’s praying.
“Interesting,” I say.
He stands from the seat, making his way over to me. “Where is she?”
I stand in the middle of the aisle and hold my hands in front of me. “Where is who?”
His men, Enzo and Carlo, walk a couple of steps behind him. “My sister. Where is she?” he asks in a rough tone.
