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“Please,” he breathes. “I’ll do anything you want.”
“You only have one thing I want, and I already have her.” Pulling back, my smile widens. “Your precious little daughter now belongs to me.”
His features crumble again, and seeing the unbearable pain my words are causing him fills me with satisfaction.
I tilt my head and breathe it in.
I’ll make them suffer, Giulio. I’ll make them fucking pay.
I stare at Harlan until he lowers his head, and silent sobs wrack his shoulders.
“I didn’t know they would kill your brother,” he cries.
I step closer again and whisper near his ear, “You would still have done it to save your daughter. You would’ve killed half of New York, if that’s what it took to keep her alive, because you love her.” I pull back and gripping his jaw, I force him to look at me. “I loved my brother, and you took him from me.”
I move backward, and my eyes flick to where the doctor is cowering in the corner.
“Dr. Bentall,” I say and wait for him to look at me before I continue, “Enjoy your last night. I’m killing you tomorrow.”
The blood drains from his face, and I watch as he realizes there’s nothing he can do to stop me.
Walking out of the room, I hear Emilio close the door before he locks it.
“Have men take turns to guard the prisoners,” I say to Carlo, who’s right behind me.
“Okay, boss.”
We take the steps down, and as I head to the office, Carlo walks to where a group of my soldiers are gathering.
I find Elio behind the desk, and he lifts his eyes to me from where he’s looking at the computer screen.
“Having fun?” he asks.
I slump down on the couch and mutter, “I need a drink.”
Elio gets up and walks to the small liquor cabinet, where he pours some whiskey into a tumbler. He brings me the drink then sits down beside me.
“Thanks,” I say before taking a sip.
Resting my head against the back of the couch, I close my eyes.
“The Mexicans are happy with the AKs.”
“Good,” I murmur.
“The Yakuza wants fifty full-auto Glock 17s. They have to be converted,” he informs me.
“Do we have enough carbine PDW conversion kits?”
“Yes. The men can get it done quickly, and the shipment can leave by the end of the week.”
“Good. Go ahead with the deal,” I give my approval.
“Why don’t you go home and get some rest?” Elio suggests as he gets up from the couch.
“I’m too hyped. It’s taking all my strength not to kill Bentall right now.”
“Kill him and go home. Why wait?”
