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I turn the broken bottle over in my hand, eyeing the blood and bits of the scalp. “Good. I’ll be there soon.”
No sooner than the call ends, my phone buzzes again.
“Take him to the warehouse. I need you to hold him there for as long as it takes for me to get the answers I need. Be prepared to hunker down for a few days,” I say.
I click the call with Carmine off without saying goodbye.
CHAPTER 12 – MARCO
Three days. That’show long I had to sit and wait for the DNA test results on Luca to come back. Gabriele wasted no time calling me to tell me the results. His messenger boy delivered them to my estate half an hour after our phone call ended.
I was hoping it wouldn’t be true. Hoping some other poor bastard was the father of my late wife’s child. At this point, I was ready to kill any fucker that fathered her child. It didn’t matter if I’d given her freedom to fuck around the way that I was doing.
When rage and fury take over, logic and ration cease to exist. That frame of mind easily mimics insanity and that’s where I’m operating from.
Once again, I glance down at the paper in my hand and take another shot of bourbon before I set the glass back on the pull-out table in front of me. My head is pounding, and I don’t see the words on the paper; just a grey and red haze.
A rapid knock on the window lets me know that we’ve arrived. I pull my hand down over my face and let the privacy partition down, clearing my mind and vision.
“I’m ready, Gino.”
I look at the paper again and fold it, stuffing it into my coat pocket. When the door opens, I swiftly step out of the car and the words repeat in a scrolling manner like a teleprompter in my head.
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COMBINED PATERNITYindex:533,475Probability of Paternity:99.9998%
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FURY RACES THROUGHme as I step from my car. The gravel under my shoes makes a loud crunching noise as each step brings me closer to the galvanized steel door. Before my feet can touch the concrete stairs’ top step, the door pulls open.
“He’s in here, boss,” Ermes says as he holds the door open for me just as my phone rings.
“Ales,” I say into the phone.
“We’ve got a problem.”
