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Antonio comes closer as he nods and gestures at the dead bodies on the floor. “I just reacted without thinking to keep one of them alive for information. I’m sorry, boss.”
“Tell me everything,” I order. “Leave nothing out.”
He points at the bodies again. “I found the fuckers removing Giulios organs and killed them before calling Elio.”
My eyes flick to where Bianca’s opening the cut on Giulio’s chest before returning to Antonio.
“One of his kidneys has already been taken for a transplant,” Bianca says, drawing my attention back to her. “I couldn’t stop it without giving myself away. I had to sign the documents with the doctor, so it looks legit.”
My rage multiplies until it’s a violent storm, and I can only utter two words. “Which doctor?”
Her eyes are still wide with fear as she answers, “Dr. Bentall.”
“Who got the kidney?” I ask, my tone growing grimmer by the second.
“A woman,” Antonio answers on behalf of his cousin. “As soon as Bianca is done here, she can get all the information for us.” He glances at his cousin before looking at me again. “I’llneed protection for Bianca. Just until the problem’s taken care of.”
The shock of losing my brother hits again, and crossing my arms over my chest, my gaze returns to Giulio’s body.
Bianca handles each organ with care while tears roll over her cheeks.
When she closes the wound and takes a moment to clean Giulio’s chest, I say, “Elio, assign guards to keep Bianca safe. Have them take her to the house in the Hamptons and make sure she’s comfortable.”
Bianca’s eyes dart to my face. “Thank you, Mr. Torrisi. I’m sorry I couldn’t do more.”
Nodding, I mutter, “Keeping you safe is the least I can do to repay your loyalty to the family.”
Gesturing to the door with a jerk of my head, I order, “Antonio, take two men and go with Bianca while she gets the information regarding the transplant. I want someone watching the doctor around the clock.”
When the group leaves, I look at Vincenzo. “Call our contact at the morgue and have Giulio moved so he can be readied for…” Unable to say funeral, I can only shake my head.
“On it, boss,” Vincenzo replies, his voice hoarse.
Everyone who knew Giulio will feel the loss. His death will leave a gaping hole in our lives.
“Should we take the mobile surgical unit to the warehouse?” Elio asks. “Maybe we can find something that will help us track down the group trafficking in New York.”
As I nod, there’s a commotion outside, and a second later, a man is dragged inside by Carlo and Emilio, two of my soldiers.
“We found this fucker sniffing around, boss,” Carlo explains.
With every ounce of rage I feel, I order, “Take him to the warehouse. I’ll deal with him when I’m done here.”
“Yes, boss,” Carlo replies before they drag the man away.
“We should notify Franco and the others,” Elio mentions.
There’s so much to do, my mind reels, and I struggle to focus as I pull my phone out of my pocket.
Going into the group chat I have with the other heads of the Cosa Nostra, I press the video call icon.
One after the other, they connect, and their faces fill the screen.
Dario’s the first to ask, “What’s up?”
My eyes flick to Giulio’s body, and I have to swallow hard before I say, “Giulio’s been killed.”
Every face on the screen turns to stone.
