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I blurt out the last part nervously, but Cass has a way of soothing me. She just smiles and nods. “Don’t be scared! I’m a good Greek girl. Now come on… we’ll take the shots together.”
She counts us down.
“1… 2… 3…”
I take the shot — and it’s the last thing I remember about that night.
* * *
Chapter3
Not An Italian Woman
Van
“What the fuck? Cass!”
“I did what you asked. I have a girl in the back of the Escalade. I did an excellent job. She took the pills very well.”
I slam the door shut. Cass must have given this girl elephant tranquilizers because she doesn’t even fucking flinch.
“I gave you a list of characteristics, you Greek bitch.”
“Careful, Van. Gal’s in a boat a few miles off the coast. Don’t make me call him on you.”
“I said blonde. I said twenty-one. I said 5’4” tall, and I said thin. Does the woman in the back of this fucking Escalade look anything like I told you?”
My voice trembles with rage and that irritating Greek cousin of mine just smiles and fishes a hand-rolled, loose cigarette from her skirt pocket.
“Do you have a lighter?”
“You sound bored. Don’t you understand I could shoot you dead and drop your fucking body in the sea for this?” I growl.
Cass snickers. “You could try. Now, do you have a fucking lighter or not?”
I slam the lighter into my bratty cousin’s outstretched palm. She lights her cigarette, that impish smile across her fucking face. Never trust a Greek bearing gifts. Why the fuck didn’t I remember that before calling her? I only called the little brat because she likes money enough to keep my secret.
“What were you thinking?”
“Men don’t know what they want,” she says. “That’s what I was thinking.’
“No! I know exactly what I want. I wanted a small, blond woman who belongs in the life, not a foreigner… not an African.”
“Ignorant cunt,” Cass snaps, slamming the heel of her boots into my calf. “She’s African American. They’re very cultured.”
I want to break her in half. If she didn’t have three of the most annoying brothers, perhaps I would.
“I don’t want her.”
“Too bad. She’s what you get.”
That little shit… Cass nonchalantly smokes. Doesn’t she have a child now? That poor baker’s son must be at home caring for her brat while she fucks with my life across the sea. If she didn’t have a child, I would have at least attempted to smother her by now.
Instead, I’ll give my bratty Greek cousin another chance to do the fucking job right.
“Go out again and find exactly what I asked for.”
“You idiot. I drugged her and set her up for this. If she wakes up, she could go to the police, and this happens in your new nightclub? I’ll be in Greece and your stupid club will be bankrupt. Does that sound wise?”
