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“What is it?”
“They hire some real bad guys.”
“Thanks, man, I’ll look into it.”
Tomorrow.
When my orders are ready, I store it all on my bike and head to Nadia’s.
* * *
My senses are on high alert when I pull up to her place, and the lights on the porch blaze, along with a big white car parked haphazardly in the drive. I snap a pic of the plates and send it to Nicolo.
Then I take the flowers and food and bound up to the door. I set them down. The door’s cracked open, and there are voices spilling from inside.
Nadia and a guy. I pull my gun, check it, and move in light and fast, ignoring the hammering in my chest.
“So, you dumb cunt, do I have to make the message clear with my fists? Got no fuckin’ problem hurting a female. Keep your fuckin’ nose out of things that don’t belong to you.”
I force myself to breathe steady, and I come up to him and press the muzzle of the gun into the back of his head.
“Interesting,” I say, “because I got no problem fuckin’ shooting asshole creeps in front of her, and she can do what she wants. Do I make myself clear?”
There’s a small tattoo on the back of his neck.
El fuckin’ Cabeza.
“Tell your boss she’s under protection. You got a beef, come to me. I’m bigger than you, but she’s nowhere near your size, so play nice and live. Got me?”
“Fucker—”
“I said, you fuckin’ got me?” I cock the gun, press it in hard. The man swallows.
“Yes.”
“Good,” I say. “I’ll walk you to the door.”
And I do. I don’t dare look at Nadie because I just might lose my shit and kill the fucker.
When he’s gone, I bring in the flowers and food and set them on the table. drawing her into my arms. “Nadia, you okay? I fuckin’ should’ve been back earlier.”
“I’m fine.”
“He was in your fuckin’ home.” I’m swearing a little too much, but it’s that or lose my shit.
She rubs her face against me. “Yeah, well.”
“I’m leaving you a gun. And shoot any motherfucker who tries anything.” I kiss the top of her head. “I’d say go to the cabin, but it’s the wrong side of isolated, or my hotel room, but that’s not much for protection either. Gun, locked doors, and don’t open to anyone you don’t know.”
She pulls away and looks up at me. “Diego.”
“Fuckin’ please.”
“Manners get you everywhere. Then she spies the flowers, and her face lights up. “Peonies, my favorite.” She looks at me. “How did you know?”
I shrug. “I didn’t. They seemed you and I figured maybe it’s time I bought you flowers.”
She laughs like some guy didn’t just threaten to hurt her and rises on her toes to kiss me. “Thank you.”
