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Two minutes earlier, I had never heard the name before in my life. Now, the mere mention of it fills me with rage.
“I don’t know who the fuck you are, but if there’s even a strand of hair out of place on my daughter’s head, I will—”
“Enough with the threats,” he interrupts, tone bored.
My hand tightens around the phone.
“I’m not going to harm your daughter. In fact, I saved her,” he says lightly.
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Listen,” Enzo Russo says, “you and I want the same things.”
“I highly doubt that. Because right now, all I want is my daughter back and your head on a spike.”
He pauses. “Oh. Alright, well, I want one of those things. Take a guess which.”
I let out an irritated huff. Who the hell is this guy? Tony stares at me and gestures for me to put the phone on speaker. I do so immediately.
“Not gonna guess?” he asks on a sigh. “Alright, I’ll tell you. I want your daughter safely returned to you as well. In fact you should be thanking me. I saved her from my dumb uncle and whatever ludicrous plans he had for her in the first place. He’s never been particularly bright, but I can’t believe he actually kidnapped a baby. And not just any baby. The daughter of a Don. Stupid.”
My jaw clenches. “From where I’m standing, you seem to be making the same mistake.”
“Oh no, I’m not. Like I said we want the same things. Your daughter returned to you and—”
For some insane reason, he pauses. I look at Michael. His grim expression is all I need to know that he hasn’t been able to pinpoint Enzo Russo’s location.
“And?” I prompt.
“I want my uncle dead.”
My eyes fly to Tony, who stares at me with just as much confusion. Seriously, what the fuck is going on?
“You’re probably really confused right now,” Enzo drawls. “Wondering what’s going on. Don’t worry, I won’t bore you with tedious Russo politics. All you need to know is that my uncle kidnapped your daughter, I saved her, and she is currently with me. I want you to exact your revenge and kill him. Make it swift. He might be a bit daft, but he doesn’t deserve to suffer too much.”
I decide to focus on the only part of his statement that I actually give a fuck about.
“You’ll return my daughter? That’s all you demand?”
“Yes. And a ceasefire. I’m not interested in a gang war with your family. I think we’re better off as allies, in fact. I’d like to discuss terms of a partnership with you. Whenever you’re ready.”
“Who the hell are you to decide that?”
“The Don of the Russos,” he replies confidently. “As soon as you kill my uncle, that is. Tick tock, Roman.”
I run my hands through my hair. I don’t really have much of a choice. Although it pains me slightly to be following the directions of a madman.
“Fine,” I grit out. “But why the hell do you want me to kill your uncle?” “Come on, we both know he’s already a dead man so why drag it out. Don’t let the old man keep suffering just end it and be done with it.” “And you’ll deliver my daughter?” I ask.
“Safe and sound,” he replies. “Honestly, she’s the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen. Call me when you’re done. I’ll send you details of my location so you can come get her.”
Fucking weirdo.
He hangs up and tension strains my neck as I crack it to the side. Tony looks at me, anger swirling in his features.
“Are we really going to do what that wacko suggested?”
“Yes,” I reply simply. “If we want Cassie back, we’re going to do exactly what he asked.”
