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Alfonso stumbles forward, gripping the back of his head. “What the fuck?”
Killian grabs him before he can turn around and marches him out the door. I grab Alfonso’s other arm as he struggles.
“What’s going on?” he demands. “You boys are going to regret this.”
We take him around the back side of the club, where I know there are no cameras. It’s an illegal fighting club. The owners don’t want evidence as much as the next person.
I push Alfonso to the ground.
“I work for Franco Moretti,” he says, on his hands and knees. “When he hears of this, you boys will be scared.”
I flip Alfonso around so he faces us. When he sees me, his eyes widen. I smile. “That’s right. You know who I am. Do I look a lot different from when I was a boy?” Alfonso used to work for my father before he died, and he didn’t hesitate to switch loyalties to my uncle, leaving me in the dust.
Alfonso scrambles back on his hands and ass. “Antonio Moretti.”
“That’s right.” I kneel beside him while Killian stand threateningly over Alfonso. “And I need you to deliver a message to Franco for me.”
Alfonso scrambles at his jacket pocket, probably going for his gun. Thankfully, I carry a gun on me at all times, except for when I’m sleeping, fucking, and fighting in the rings. I pull it out of my back waistband and point it at Alfonso’s head. He stops.
I nod at Killian to come closer and hand him my gun. “Keep this on him.” Killian nods, trusting me to do what I need to do.
I take out the pocketknife from my boot, grab Alfonso’s hand, and press the knife to his index finger.
“What the fuck?” Alfonso screams as I begin to cut off his finger. It’s quite easy once you get past the bone. Like cutting a fucking carrot. Alfonso doesn’t stop screaming, even after his finger is gone. I toss his finger at him, and he scrambles for it. While he’s busy with that, I take my gun back from Killian and, without wasting another moment, kill Alfonso by shooting him in the head.
Then I take his finger.
Killian looks impressed as he turns to me. “I’ve never seen you in action like that before. It’s scary. Good thing I have you on my side.”
I pat Killian on the back. “I’ve been storing a lot of anger inside me for years. It’s time to finally let some of it out.” I toss the finger into the air before catching it. “Now, I need to get an envelope and some stamps. I have a message to deliver to Franco.”
CHAPTER10
Nina
My phone rings with an incoming call from my father. He’s the last person I want to talk to, but I know if I ignore him, he’ll just find another way to reach me.
I answer, and before I can even say hello, he starts shouting. “Why haven’t you done it yet!”
I flinch, pulling the phone from my ear. Antonio is at the gym, and I have the apartment to myself, so at least I don’t have to be worried about Antonio overhearing my father on the phone. “Father—”
He cuts me off. “No. I gave you the poison to kill him. It was supposed to be easy. Why haven’t you done it yet?”
It’s been a few days since Father gave me the poison. It’s burning a hole in the kitchen cupboard at the moment.
“I …” I don’t want to. But that’s not an acceptable answer for him.
“Do you know what your husband has done?” He says the word “husband” like it’s something dirty. I can’t even ask before my father tells me. “He’s killed Franco’s second-in-command. This is unacceptable, Nina. You need to end Antonio soon, or I’m going to have to find someone else to kill him. And you, too. Do you want that?”
“No,” I whisper, my heart beating so fast it hurts.
“If you don’t want to use the poison, fine. Then find another way to kill him. But if Antonio is left alive for much longer and continues to cause chaos, then things will not end well for you. Or Anna.”
“I understand. But … I’m confused. How did Antonio get away with that?” I know Antonio and my father have been meeting up. I know that’s what allowed Franco to remove his incoming drug shipment before Antonio could blow it up. My father told him.
“Because he never told me,” Father seethes. I raise my eyebrows but don’t say anything. “He went off book. Killing Franco’s man was never part of the plan. At least, nothing he ever told me. I need to make sure Antonio is telling me everything.” He pauses, and in that pause, I can feel sweat beading on the back of my neck. “He didn’t happen to tell you about his plan, did you? And you just conveniently forgot to mention it to me?”
“No! I knew nothing. Antonio never told me.” I noticed he had been happier lately, but he never told me he killed someone, especially Franco’s man. Maybe he thought I couldn’t handle that side of him. I knew when I married Antonio he’s a Mafia man, and they sometimes have to do bad things. I’m not surprised he killed someone in his war against Franco.
