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Maria will get me to Romano. I don’t care how–that motherfucker is going to die.

We both turn as the warehouse shakes with more explosions coming from outside.

Grayson shrugs. “I taught them everything I know,” he says before turning his attention back to the door.

Two more kicks, and Grayson gets it open enough to barge through.

Grayson starts shooting. A bullet flies past my head. I duck to the left, firing back. His gun clicks as a greasy, ponytailed guy runs towards Grayson with a blade in his hand.

I don’t hesitate, I shoot him.

Scanning the room, I do a quick tally. We’ve killed three guys.

I smell her sweet perfume before I see her. The sound of her heels gradually gets louder until she comes around the corner.

“I see you made it, Frankie,” she purrs.

She slinks towards me. My stomach churns, and I repress the memories of fucking her to the back of my mind. It was a long time ago, before she got all crazy.

“Maria.”

She sashays up to me, and her hands start running up my shirt.

I look down. “You can’t tempt me with your pussy today, sweetheart.”

“Of course,” Grayson mutters, shaking his head.

I run my fingers through her hair, and she fake smiles up at me. I grip it hard and yank her head back, bringing my lips to her cheek. “Take me to Eva and Luca.”

“As you wish.” She widens her puffy lips.

Oh shit, the confidence in her tone. This isn’t good.

I nod to Grayson to follow us. This woman can’t be trusted.

She leads us to another door. Her fingers wrap around the handle and she pushes it open.

Grayson is first in. “Fuck, Luca.”

Maria tries to brush past me, but I grab her forearm and yank her into me. “You’re not going anywhere.”

She bats her lashes and puts her hand over mine. “You won’t hurt me, Frankie. You know what Daddy will do.”

That makes me genuinely smile. “I’m counting on it.”

She frowns before her eyes go wide. She’s catching on. I want them all dead.

“Frankie, get the fuck in here,” Grayson yells.

“What have you done?” I growl.

She giggles. “Only what you would have in my shoes.”

Well, shit.

They’re both dead, then.

I drag her behind me. I spot Eva first. I squeeze Maria’s arm so tight she screams out in pain. I barely notice it over the sound of blood hammering in my ears. Romano’s death will now be ten times more painful than what I had planned.

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