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“I hope you rot in Hell, you fucking bastard,” Amadeo snarls, punching his fist into Umberto’s face. “I’m going to find Marianna and Portia, and when I do, I’ll let them know what a fucking coward you were.”
Umberto snarls, but before he can lunge at Amadeo, Rocco pulls the trigger. His bullet sinks into the cunt’s head, and I watch with glee as the life slowly leaves his eyes. His knees give out, and he falls to the floor with a loud thud.
Good fucking riddance.
“Amadeo, have the cleaners clean this up. The bar is opening in a few weeks, and we need this place spotless,” Rocco instructs.
Amadeo nods. “Yes, Boss. I want you to know, had I known what Umberto was doing, I would have told you. I didn’t realize he was so good at keeping secrets.”
Rocco gives him a sympathetic look. “None of us did. Right now, we need to ensure that we stop this shipment. When the cleaners are finished, call me.” He gives me a pointed look, and I know he’s asking if it’s okay for Amadeo to see Portia. I give him a slight nod. I think Portia would appreciate it. Plus, the more men I have on my woman, the safer she’ll be.
Right now, we have a where and a who. All we need is a when, and then we can finally end this shit. One of the major contributors is dead, which will leave Marco scrambling when he finds out.
I can feel this coming to a head, and I’m going to do whatever it takes to ensure that Portia stays the fuck out of the way when it does.
TWENTY-SEVEN
PORTIA
“Tell me,” I urge Dario. He’s holding things back from me and it’s pissing me off. I’m not a wilting flower. I’m not breakable. I need to know what the hell happened. What could be worse than finding out the man you considered an uncle, one your papa saw as a brother, betrayed your father, and for what? Nothing. He allowed Marco to kill my father and take my mama. I’m so glad he’s dead, although I wish he suffered more than a bullet to his brain.
“We found out when the shipment is happening. Well, not the exact date,” he says.
Dread fills my stomach. “When?”
He glances at Kelvin, who arrived at my apartment ten minutes before Dario and his brothers returned and chose to sit directly beside me to piss Dario off.
“Next week,” Dario says. “There’ll be an auction held at the Cooney Hotel.”
This could finally be over. God, I hope so. I hope that Jamie’s doing okay. No one’s been able to locate the vehicle that took her. She’s alone and no one knows where. I’m not sure if she’ll last a week.
“I’ll have my men look into it,” Kelvin says. “The Cooney Hotel has been around for decades. I know they cater to the wealthy.”
“Of course they do,” Elio mutters in disgust. “What other fucking bastards are going to pay for women? Only the rich and powerful. Remember, Kelvin, this shit isn’t going to be easily found out. You go asking questions to the wrong person and they’ll get spooked.”
I run my hands over my face. This is a lot more complicated than I thought. “Okay, so why don’t we start making a list of known associates of Marco and then find their known associates? I mean, it’s going to be a tight circle of assholes. They’re not going to brag about it to an unknown. It’s all going to be hush hush and spoken among friends. This must be an invite only event, so find the associates and then work from there.”
Dario smiles proudly at me, his eyes filled with love and warmth. “We’ll need to look into Sergei Turgenov’s associates as well.”
“Fuck, of course,” Kelvin snarls. “That bastard is involved in everything.”
The Gallo brothers share a wicked smile. “Not any longer. Turgenov has been dead for the past month. We’ve dismantled the Bratva as you know it. We have a friend who is now Pakhan.”
Kelvin blinks, and I laugh. “Finally, something you don’t know.”
“I do not know everything, Portia,” he says, his British accent heavier than usual. “Now, what’s going to happen when Marco Scaffidi discovers his business partner is no longer alive?”
“That’s something we’ll have to find out. But I’ll have Nico make the call to his friend and see if we can find out more information about what Turgenov was doing.”
I nod. “Hopefully, we’ll have more answers. But it’s good that we’re getting closer.”
“Baby, you get your laptop and start making a list of Marco’s associates. You have worked on his background more than anyone. Once you have that done, you and Jade can work on their associates.”
I beam at him, happy he’s not making me sit out of this. I’m not. I need to see it through. We’re so close, I can feel it.
“Jade, your cousin’s friends are here too,” Kelvin informs her.
“Who?” she asks with a furrowed brow.
