AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Nope.” My molars grind against each other.
Romeo crosses his arms over his chest. “Max, this is your job. You’re The Butcher.”
“I’m not leaving her. And the guy in jail is The Butcher, I’m just Max,” I say pointedly.
“This is an order,” Romeo bellows. He’s always so emotional when it comes to me. The vein in his forehead is protruding like it always does when he gets angry.
“My heart isn’t in it.” I shrug. “I’ve lost my mojo and I don’t trust myself to not make a mistake that will come down on me and the family.”
He’s staring at me, open mouthed. “This isn’t an option.”
I lay my phone down, my eyes wanting to stay glued to Sienna, but I force them upon my ugly brother. “I can’t.”
“You have to and will,” he seethes.
I’m impressed with my outer calmness. “I want more in life, Romeo. For once, let me take care of my life before I’m forced to deal with the family. I’ve never asked for much ever. Please, grant me this.”
“She’s made you weak. Can’t you see this?” His eyes search mine, probably looking for the brother he thinks he’s lost.
My anger rises and I stand. “You get to have a family, a wife. I remember a time they madeyouweak. Why won’t you allow me the same opportunity? Sienna made me human. I just want what you have.” There I said it. He stares at me, not saying a word.
“Well, you’re doing a shit job at trying to get your girl back.”
It takes a second to realize he’s not giving me shit about helping the family. “I’m doing everything I can do to get her back,” I scoff.
“Bullshit. You’re staying away from her because you’re scared of rejection. It’s the same reason you work by yourself and refuse to do anything even remotely family like. You’re scared of being rejected like how Dad rejected you his whole life.”
Fuck, the truth is painful. My jaw clamps and my molars grind against each other. My fingers tingle, wanting to cut my brother’s throat.
“There’s that fire I love seeing.” He slaps me on the shoulder and I realize he was riling me up on purpose. “Now, go get the fucking girl.”
IwatchSiennageton the fucking plane. She thinks she’s being so sneaky, wearing a wig and sunglasses too large for her face. She hands over her passport with a fake name. I almost killed Dante when he told me he gave her a fake passport. If it wasn’t for Demi, I would’ve never learned where she was planning to travel. Thank goodness Demi loves people being in love.
The doors on the plane close and my cockpit closes with finality. I would love nothing more than to walk out and watch the expression on her face, but I refrain. I have to play the slow game to win her back.
We arrive in Alberta, Canada. It’s July and should be hot, but it’s raining and tiny blood suckers are biting at my ankles as I watch Sienna get into an Uber. My hand swats at the mosquitoes and some blood is smeared on my skin.
She holes up in a small little tourist town, surrounded by mountains. This would be the easiest place to dispose of bodies and it reminds me a little of Oakport Beach. Minus the ocean, add in the mountains and a few more tourists, but the feeling you get is the same.
I make note of every man who eye fucks her. If they so much as talk to her, I’m liable to go on a killing spree.
Chapter 36: Sienna
IthoughtIwouldbe happy starting over. I now bartend in this super cute Canadian-themed restaurant. Luckily, I was able to get an apartment with picturesque views of the snow-covered mountain peaks. I get to walk to work, everyone is friendly. I’ve even made a new friend, but my heart isn’t in it.
When I’m making drinks, the minutes fly by. The moment I stop it’s like each second is stretched into an hour. I should be living life on a high right now. I have everything I wanted: a new start, a friend, a job I love, and the views are breathtaking. However, it’s when I rest, or late at night, when my mind wanders to the Mancinis.
To be specific, Max fucking Mancini. He’s a coward who has no personal boundaries or concept of right or wrong. I huff out a breath, realizing the biggest red flag is that he enjoyed killing. He was raised to be a serial killer. It’s a damn good thing red isnotmy favorite color, because that flag is waving high all around me.
I just never thought Max would let me sit in jail to take the fall for his doings. I trusted him to save me, protect me, and he did neither.
My body shivers for no reason as I hike up the raised land that’s more like a massive hill than a mountain to get to the other side of the Bow River to watch the waterfall. Like every other time I had this sensation, my feet stop and I look around. Once again, I force myself to keep going. Dante promised me he wouldn’t tell Max where I was going. I’m working under a different name now. Sienna Levine no longer exists. I erased her.
I’m breathing less heavily on this hike as the waterfall comes into view and I take a seat on one of the benches. Tourists take pictures of the water cascading down the rocks behind their selfies, people are walking and riding bikes all around me.
I hate that I feel insignificant. Nothing would change if I disappeared and no longer sat on this bench. It’s what happened when I left Texas. Nothing. Everything and everyone went on doing what they have always done. I was a blip on the radar that never shocked anyone into missing me.
I miss Max.
