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“No. GHB. It’ll wear off.”
Killian’s gazed turned to Carbone.
“Oh, I know that look,” Cain said. “No bloodshed.”
“Hedruggedmy wife,” Killian enunciated carefully.
Shit, that tone made even Cain wince. On the ground, Carbone whimpered.
There was a creak on the stairs, and Cain glanced behind him. As usual, Jet hadn’t stayed where he’d told her.
He scowled at her, and she poked her tongue out.
Oh, he was itching to get a palm on her sweet ass.
“Killian, no, you can’t kill him,” Devyn said.
“Why?”
As Killian hauled Carbone up, Devyn looked confused. “Because…we have questions.” She grinned like she’d worked out the answer to a hard puzzle. “Questions. We need to ask him questions.”
“Sit down, Hellfire, before you fall,” Killian said.
Jet hurried over and helped Devyn onto the couch.
Killian skewered Carbone with an icy glare. “Why did you drug my wife?”
“I had no idea she was yours!” Carbone whimpered.
Killian leaned down and punched the man in the gut. He crumpled like a wet tissue.
“Answer me.Now.” Killian dropped the man.
He dropped to the dirty floor and wrapped an arm around his middle.
Cain and Killian both circled Carbone.
“I have ways to make him talk,” Cain said.
“So do I,” Killian said quietly.
Carbone whimpered again.
Cain crouched. “He’s really pissed, and you don’t want to test him.”
Carbone licked his lips. “It was Franchetti. Giovanni Franchetti. A mafia boss in Italy. Hellfire burned down his mansion last year, and he’s now obsessed with her. Thinks she’s stunning. He put a big bounty out on her.”
Devyn frowned. “Men are idiots.”
Jet nodded. “Yep.”
Cain shook his head. “Okay, Carbone, I’ll try to convince my friend here not to kill you,ifyou answer my questions.”
Killian crossed his arms. “Oh, I’m killing him.”
Carbone pissed his pants.
Cain wrinkled his nose. “Someone’s after drone technology being smuggled from the US. They’re willing to pay big. Who?”
