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“Bring her back to me, Rome.”
I pull her closer, leaning my head against her forehead. “I will, I promise.”
Looking away, I turn to Salvador. “Please take her home,” I say to him. “My mother needs you, too.”
His jaw tenses and he nods in understanding. As he leads his daughter out, I send two guards after them, to make sure they arrive home safely. Once they’re gone, I turn to Michael.
“Why the fuck is it taking so long to find them?”
He clenches his jaw. “I’m doing the best I can.”
I run my hand through my hair in agitation. My phone rings and I pull it out, ready to throw it against the wall until I see who’s calling.
“This is really bad timing, Christian,” I say through gritted teeth.
“I know. Your daughter’s been abducted.”
“How the fuck do you know?”
“It doesn’t matter. But I also know who took her.”
My pulse quickens as hope flares in my chest. “Tell me.”
Christian does so without hesitation. “The Russos are behind it.”
“Motherfucker!” I roar.
I hang up after a quick thanks to Christian. The Russos have been quiet for more than a year. After pulling back from my father’s coup, they’ve done nothing to us. Our sources informed us that it was due to a change in leadership. I haven’t paid them any fucking mind.
Until now.
My blood heats as I stare at the men surrounding me.
One year and I’ve been able to hone the ruthless efficiency that ensures I get whatever the hell I want. Three hours after receiving Christian’s information, we’re barging into the home of the Russos. Twenty men, armed to the teeth with orders to shoot to kill any man that resists. Ten gunshots ring out as we make our way into the main house.
I practically kick the door down I step inside. It’s not only men that are in here, though, women are inside, too. And some children. I feel a stab of guilt as my eyes land on two kids, not more than seven, with fear written across their faces. I look at the woman hovering in front of them, trying to shield them with her body.
“Get them out of here,” I order.
She doesn’t hesitate, running away and leading the kids to safety. My vision homes in on the man seated on the couch, trembling like a leaf as his terrified blue eyes meet mine. He hasn’t seen fear yet. I move toward him, ignoring the woman at his side, clutching his hand like a vise.
My gun presses against his temple.
“Is my daughter in this house? You have five seconds to answer. Yes or no, Russo.”
He’s the Don. Leo Russo. He just recently came into power a year ago, after the last Don died. It explained why the Russos suddenly went radio silent. But I guess this Don got a taste for death. That’s the only fucking reason why he would think to cross me.
He swallows before answering me shakily. “No.”
My eyes narrow. I tease the trigger of the gun backwards, my hands itching to fire.
“You’d better be telling the fucking truth, Russo. If you’re not, I’ll kill your wife, your children, every fucking person you love.”
“She’s not here,” he says, voice rising.
“Alright, then.”
I pull back the gun and nod at Tony and another capo behind me.
