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I’ve never wanted to kill anyone more than in this moment.
But Eduardo’s not done speaking. “And you need to stop calling her defenseless, son. She was anything but. She fought hard. And for what it’s worth, I apologize that she had to die by my hands. She had so much fire.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Roman yells getting to his feet.
I feel like there’s a dam inside me holding back all my emotions. There are currently several cracks and I’m this close to exploding. But I don’t. Instead I laugh. Everyone looks at me in surprise. I step back still chuckling. Before anyone can react I’m pulling out the blade I hid in my jacket.
Eduardo gets to his feet immediately and finally, I get some hint of fear in his eyes.
“Tony…” Roman says carefully.
Enzo’s on his feet now too. I don’t look at anyone. The knife in my hand provides a solid weight that soothes me. A harsh breath, a second passes. Then there’s movement in the corner of my eye. One of Eduardo’s men steps closer to him. Which is when I make a decision and the blade in my hand flies.
“Fuck,” Enzo breathes as it hits its target.
The man falls to the ground, my knife embedded in his arm.
“Rico,” Sophia gasps, dropping to the ground beside him.
Everyone else stares at me in stunned silence. And I almost roll my eyes. It was probably a good idea not to allow weapons because if we had guns, each one would have been pointed at me by now. Right now the Mincetti’s faces are flushed with rage.
“He’s not going to die,” I say calmly. “Blame your Don for pissing me off.” I look at Eduardo. “The next time we meet I guarantee there’ll be much more bloodshed.”
“This meeting is over,” Roman announces. “Leave, Mincetti.
The old man’s face tightens. But he nods at his people and they start to walk out. The injured man gets to his feet too. He’s pale and rapidly losing blood. But when it comes to knives I almost never miss my mark and he should have never stepped forward to protect that son of a bitch. Eduardo walks out last and then it’s just our people in the room.
As soon as they’re gone, I drop into one of the chair and bury my face in my hands. I try and fail to keep them from shaking. It’s due to rage. It took everything in me not to lunge for that man. I feel someone touch my shoulder. When I look up its Michael.
“You did good, T. You exercised control,” he says offering a sympathetic smile.
“Really?” Roman drawls. He’s seated and staring at me in annoyance. “I said no weapons.”
“I wasn’t going to use it,” I mutter.
“Glad you did, man. That was fucking awesome. You’ve got to teach me how to throw knives like that.” Enzo says grinning. My lips twitch.
Dumbass. He’s my person though. We get each other.
“That man’s a fucking psychopath,” Michael murmurs.
He’s not wrong. There’s something unsettling about Eduardo Mincetti.
“He’s not someone to be trifled with,” Roman sighs. “There’s a reason my father backed down fifteen years ago.”
“But we’re not fucking doing that, right?” I ask my best friend.
“No. We have all the information we need. Now we fight back,” he assures me.
“Two daughters,” Enzo muses. “I definitely want to know more about them.”
His words are like a jolt straight through my chest. I get to my feet.
“I’ve got somewhere to be,” I say, trying to keep my voice even.
Michael arches an eyebrow. “Where?”
“I’ll tell you later.”
