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“We’re here because you can’t keep your mouth shut,” the man sneers.
“What?” Dad gasps.
Louisa’s dragged into the foyer by the other men, and a fourth one blocks the front door.
My hand flies up to cover my mouth, and when Renzo comes flying down the stairs, I point at the TV. “They’re at my house! The men you’re looking for are hurting my dad!”
His eyes flick to the screen while he pulls his phone out to call someone.
I cover my mouth again when I see the man hitting Dad repeatedly.
God. No!
“Elio, take a group of men and get your asses to the Davies mansion. The fuckers from The Harvest are going to kill Harlan and get away. Move!” Renzo orders.
When the man climbs off Dad, I suck in a relieved breath, but then he pulls a gun from behind his back, and my legs go numb.
“No!” I cry as he points the barrel at Louisa.
“You and that fucking doctor couldn’t keep your mouths shut, and now Renzo Torrisi and Dario La Rosa are fucking searching the city for us,” the man says, his tone threatening and dark. “Where’s the doctor?”
“Dead,” Dad answers, his voice shaky. “Renzo already killed him.”
“This is what happens when you fucking talk,” the man says, the gun still trained on Louisa.
“Wait! Wait!” Dad shouts.
Renzo grabs me, and as a blast comes from the TV, he squashes my face against his chest.
No.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Renzo growls right before he lets go of me and grabs my hand.
I’m yanked toward the elevator and when he presses the button for the doors to open, I glance over my shoulder. I see Louisa lying on the floor with a pool of blood forming around her head while the one with the gun stands in front of Dad.
“I love you, Skylar,” Dad shouts. “It’s been an honor to be your father. I’m so proud of you, sweetheart.”
“Renzo,” I shriek, my face crumbling as tears start to stream down my cheeks.
“Don’t look,” Renzo snaps as he turns to me.
There’s another gunshot, and I see the bullet hit Dad in his chest, and then I’m staring at Renzo’s dark blue vest and white dress shirt.
I just watched Louisa and Dad being killed.
They’re dead.
No.
NoNoNoNoNo.
My breathing hitches repeatedly, no air making it past my throat.
“Fuck, Skylar!”
I’m forced into the elevator, and Renzo’s hands frame my face, forcing me to look at him. “Breathe,mia topolina. Come on, breathe.”
I can only shake my head as the horrifying images of Dad and Louisa being killed keep replaying in my mind.
