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Isit in Bishop’s office and smile down at the photo Allison sent me of her and Mela at the park. She’s enrolled in online classes for nursing and I’m fucking proud of her! She has set goals for herself and is smashing them out of the park. We haven’t had one fight in four weeks and it feels fucking great. The only part I hate is that she said she won’t move in here with me. She wants to take things slow and not fuck them up. She’s right though, it’s a lot for Mela to deal with, all the coming and going.
“What are you smiling at?” I hand my phone to Bishop. He stares down at the screen and smiles wide. Bishop may not spend as much time with my girl as the twins, and even fucking Gage is always at Allison’s now, but I know he loves her. He has taken on more shit lately because I’ve been spending so much time with Mela and Allison. “They coming round for Christmas?” I smile like a douche and nod.
“Yeah. Kiara and Ally want us to do movie night and smores on Christmas Eve.” Bishops scrubs a hand down his face. “Don’t fucking act like you will say no to anything Kiara says.” He glares at me and I laugh.
“Shut the fuck up. You don’t say no to Allison either!”
“Yes, the fuck I do!” He stares at me in utter disbelief.
“How?” I throw my head back and laugh. I never would have thought that the Don of the Murdoch family would ever ask me for advice on how to say no to his fiancée. “Fuck up, asshole!” I take a second to compose myself before answering him.
“Just say no, it’s that easy,” Bishop scoffs.
“Then I don’t get fucking laid!”
“Dude, all you got to do is get naked in front of her and walk into the shower. I bet you your Tesla that Kiara follows you and gets on her knees making it up to you.” He eyes me for a beat.
“Deal.” I rub my hands together like a child.
“I’m getting a Tesla for Christmas!” I shout. Bishop’s phone rings cutting off our conversation, he answers and puts it on speaker.
“Yeah.”
“Boss, we got a problem.” Mav sounds worried and that is never a fucking good thing.
“What is it?”
“You need to get down to the docks now. We have an hour tops before this gets out.” Bishop ends the call and we’re both racing out the door to meet Mav and find out what the fuck is going on.
* * *
HORROR.FEAR.ANGER.
That is the only way I am able to explain how I felt seeing what I did. Bodies of girls my own daughters age and no older than twelve were inside a container wearing next to nothing. They had all been executed. I never lose my cool on a job but both Bishop and I did. We ordered our men to hunt down Mike Ramello and get back to us with his location. Ramello had this container delivered to us in the hopes the feds would find it before we did. That son of a bitch is still in the skin trade even after Bishop put out the order. I turn to Bishop who is white knuckling the steering wheel.
“They still working for the Russians?”
“Yeah, and he isn’t the only one. We need to bring Anthony in on this.” Fuck, for Bishop to even consider asking Kiara’s father for anything that must mean he really does want this shit shut down.
“We’ll burn each and every one of their families to the ground until we own New York.”
“We start this war, we have to pull everyone back in.”
“Fuck!”
“I can’t risk it, King. We can deal with the New York families but if we go after the Russians we need the twins and Kiara home. Allison and Mela need to move and... I have to bring Carlina home.” Just thinking about my sister has me feeling like a piece of shit.
“Have you heard from her?” He shakes his head.
“She’s changed her hair and wears contacts now. She’s backpacking with some guy through Amsterdam.” A part of me envies my sister and how she was able to run from our family and the toll it takes on you being a Murdoch. She more than paid her fucking dues though. My phone rings and I pull it out. I smile when I see the caller ID and answer.
“Hey, baby—”
“Daddy?” My blood freezes.
“Mela, what’s wrong?” I feel Bishop’s gaze on me and tell him to go straight to Allison’s. He plants his foot.
“Daddy, I scared.” My heart lurches into my throat.
