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I made my way back to the entrance, Roberto waiting for me. He shook his head as I approached.
“Something happened,” I said. “We need to move—now.”
“Fucking hell,” he growled under his breath. “What about Marianne and Pearl?”
“Bring the guys in here, tell them to guard them with their lives. You and I are going to find Emily.”
“Got it.”
Roberto made a call, Renaldo and Edgar joining us inside in less than a minute. After explaining the situation to the pair, we were out and in one of the SUVs.
“What the fuck, Roberto!” I shouted. “How did this happen?”
“My fault. Should’ve been keeping a closer eye on her. But…goddamn, how did they get in? We were checking everyone.”
I sighed, knowing that getting pissed at Roberto wouldn’t solve anything.
“I’m sure you were on top of it. Just…fuck!”
“Could be someone on the inside,” he said. “Someone working in the gallery.”
“Doesn’t matter,” I replied. “What does is figuring out where the hell she is. No doubt at all that Charles had something to do with this.”
“My thoughts exactly. And I know just where to go.”
“You do? Where?”
“The boys and I did some research on that prick. Found out that he owns a townhouse in Williamsburg.”
“Then drive.”
Roberto put the townhome’s address into the GPS, the readout letting us know it was only twenty minutes away. Rage built in me more with each minute we drove. My mind raced with horrific images of what he might do with her. Would he beat her? Kill her? Finally sell her off to the highest bidder, as she’d been intended?
Either way, there was no doubt in my mind that if we didn’t get her back quickly, I’d never see her again.
We crossed over the Brooklyn Bridge and into Williamsburg, making our way into the neighborhood. A few minutes later, we pulled to a stop.
“That one right there,” Roberto said, pointing ahead. “See that run-down townhome?”
Two cars were parked in front of the building—one a black van, the other a gaudy, white sports car.
“Bet you anything those are his,” I said, nodding toward the vehicles.
“I’d take that bet.” Roberto reached over and opened the glove compartment. Inside were two pistols, both Glock 17s.
I took one out, checking the clip and getting a feel for it.
I passed the other to Roberto.
“Let’s move.”
Chapter 31
Emily
Iwas scared as hell.
But more than that, I was angry.
