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He doesn’t finish his sentence before my arm moves of its own accord. My fist slams into Lorenzo’s face twice in quick succession. He gasps, clutching his nose as blood streams from it.
“Who sent you?” Tobias demands.
Lorenzo spits at him, and I’ve had enough. We could torture him, but the look on his face is that of a mad man. He isn’t going to talk. Tobias doesn’t stop me as I raise my gun again and fire a single shot into Lorenzo’s skull.
A mist of warm blood splatters across my face, droplets running down my cheek. I hear a second shot ring out, and I realize Tobias has added his own period to the end of Lorenzo’s life. Without a word, he holsters his weapon, and together, we drag the lifeless body into an empty storage room where it will lie until we can send in a cleanup team. We are in sync, and that feels good.
As we work, one thought runs through my mind. Bellamy isn’t completely safe until we hunt down every person who had anything to do with this betrayal.
Did we make a mistake killing Lorenzo before he could talk? It was clear he wasn’t going to give us anything of substance, so I won’t lose a lot of sleep over the fact that he’s dead. But what did he mean by keeping our own house in order?
I wipe my hands on a nearby dish towel before we walk out the back door and step into the car where Luke waits behind the wheel.
“Victor took Bellamy back to the boat. Matteo says the police are handled.”
Thank fuck. I’ll go through any cameras we may have been captured on and wipe the footage. Our cleanup team will handle the restaurant. We should be in the clear.
Tobias and I ride in the backseat, and he claps a comforting hand on my shoulder when I start to tremble as I come down from the adrenaline high.
“Did he tell you anything?” Luke asks.
I shake my head, unable to speak, and Tobias backs me up. “He wasn’t going to either. We’ll track down the head of this snake another way.”
Luke is silent for the rest of the drive back to the marina where we ride the dinghy back out to the yacht. Victor and Bellamy must have used the jet ski.
Our girl is on the deck, standing between Matteo and Victor when we climb aboard. As we rush to her side, my friends step away and greet Luke.
We both embrace her, and she shudders against my chest, while Tobias presses himself against her back.
Her hair is matted, and I see blood on her neck. I push away from her and cup her jaw. “Are you OK? Are you hurt?” I begin to check her over for injuries, and she stops me with a hand on my shoulder.
“It’s not my blood. Lorenzo shot one of his men for trying to drown me.”
“So, he wasn’t going to kill you?” I ask, cupping her face in my palms.
She shakes her head. “He said we were going to get married.”
Fuck. If he was willing to tell her his plan, there’s a high chance whatever delusion he was suffering was backed by her father or someone in Tobias’s family.
I can’t bring myself to tell her that Julian Harper might be behind this.
“Can I go shower?” she whispers.
Tobias scoops her up and looks at me. “Send the others away. We need to be alone with her. I’ll help her clean up while you get them on their way.”
He disappears with her, and I hate watching them go, but he’s right, I need to send the others home.
I turn to them and motion to the helicopter.
“Take it back to Vegas. We’ll be home tomorrow night. Start working all our sources to find out how much truth there is to what Lorenzo was spouting about Julian Harper.”
They mutter in agreement, and each comes to hug me goodbye.
“I’m glad she’s safe.” Luke’s voice is thick with emotion. Of the three of them, he cares about Bellamy the most. Until now, I was too blinded by my own feelings to realize how much he might be suffering today. I pull him into a tight hug, overcome with gratitude that I have these men on my side.
“Just help me find the bastards behind this.”
He pulls away and gives me a curt nod before joining the others on the helipad. I stand and watch as the chopper takes off before I turn and head downstairs to join Tobias and Bellamy. After everything we’ve gone through in the past twelve hours, we need the chance for a fresh start.
