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‘Remember, you can’t play with her yet,’ the one on the sofa warned when he’d stopped laughing, and I heard the Spanish accent. See, I’d learned something already. Alejandro would be proud.
Alejandro. Thank God for him and his over-protective streak. He would already know we were gone and would be looking for us. He would find us soon, I was sure of it. That was what I told myself anyhow.
‘The boss said we need to keep her intact. For now. Until we have Alejandro exactly where we need him.’
That was three things I’d learned now. These two goons worked for someone else and they wanted to exploit my husband in some way.
The one in front of me cupped my chin with his hand and tilted my head upwards. ‘I’m going to have so much fun with you, chica!’ he sneered and I couldn’t hold back the bile any longer as I vomited all over him.
He cursed in Spanish and the guy on the sofa started laughing again as the one in front of me brought his hand back and slapped me across the face with the back of it.
My head snapped back as I coughed and spluttered, trying to clear my throat of bile.
‘Fucking puta!’ he snarled and then he turned away from me. ‘I’m going upstairs to clean up,’ he snapped to his associate.
The room was quiet again when he left. I looked at the man on the sofa. I guessed he was in his late thirties. He had a tattoo of a crucifix on his neck and I winced at the irony. He stared back at me for what felt like an eternity, neither of us flinching.
‘Alejandro has taught you well, little puta,’ he eventually said with a grin. ‘Soon, you will know exactly why you’re here, and who took you. But it will make no difference. Because you will still be leaving here in pieces. And me and my buddy upstairs will take great pleasure in breaking you before you do. We will make sure Alejandro knows every single filthy way we’re going to violate you.’ He started to laugh again. ‘Then he will have to live with that for the rest of his life.’
‘Alejandro will find you and he will peel your skin from your body while you’re still alive, hijo de puta!’ I spat at him.
He shook his head. ‘Oh, puta, you have no idea,’ he continued laughing and I closed my eyes.
Please, Alejandro, hurry.
CHAPTER 41
ALEJANDRO
Twenty-one hours. That was how long it had been since Alana and Lucia had been taken and I was still no closer to finding out who took them. I had watched the CCTV over and over again, looking for clues. Four armed men had rammed into their car, shot all three of my men and pulled the girls out. Both of them had fought like crazy too until they’d been knocked unconscious.
Hugo was still in critical care in the hospital and I prayed that he woke up. Not only because I had already lost two good men in Hank and George, or the fact that he was a good and loyal soldier, but also because he might have some more information on who was responsible. The hit had been meticulously planned and executed. We were most definitely dealing with professionals here. And not only that, someone who knew about Lucia’s doctor’s appointment.
That meant I could trust no-one.
That security footage had been the hardest thing I’d ever had to watch. Seeing Alana and Lucia being taken and not being able to do a damn thing about it had felt like someone was reaching inside my chest and tearing out my heart. I had to keep my mind constantly occupied because as soon as it wasn’t, all I could think about was what they might be going through. The thought that someone had their hands on them made me physically sick.
The only way to manage my anger was to hurt people, and that was exactly what I planned to do until I had some answers.
I walked into the middle of the warehouse where Joey Ortega was being held. I took off my suit jacket and handed it to Jax who stood waiting for me.
‘Has this piece of shit told us anything?’ I snarled.
‘Nothing, at all, amigo. Alana – your father, he still says it was nothing to do with him.’
I picked up the power drill from the table beside me. ‘Well, we’ll see how much longer he can hold out on me for,’ I snarled.
Joey looked up at me. He was naked and tied to a chair. One of his eyes was swollen closed and a trickle of blood ran down the length of his face from his head.
‘Please, Alejandro, I have already told you everything. I know nothing about any of this. Please,’ he wailed. But, I felt nothing as I listened to him beg for his life. All I could think about was what Alana and Lucia might be suffering through with each second that passed.
‘Do you really think I give a single shit about you crying and pissing yourself, cabrón? Someone has taken my fucking wife!’ I roared, the sound reverberating around the empty warehouse.
One hour later, I was walking out of the warehouse covered in Joey Ortega’s blood. Jax walked quietly beside me.
‘Don’t look at me like that, amigo,’ I warned him.
He held his hands up in surrender.
