AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Fuck you,” Travis spat, yanking on his binds.
I tilted my head to the side, staring at the man who had been my number two from the moment I’d killed Vance Stoll and taken the syndicate from underneath him. Most of the men had come with me, but there had been some who didn’t. Travis had been by my side when I dealt with each and every one, and out of that the blacklist and its punishment was born.
There was no one that knew this better than him.
But what he didn’t know was that I had a secret weapon.
“Let him in,” I called, grinning like a damn fool as Travis’s eyes widened. The elevator door was pulled open, and then I heard his footsteps. Rafael was a Pagani, a family name known throughout the entire country. His father—Antonio—was a master torturer, and even though having him here right now would have been a hoot, I knew Rafael needed to have his say—enact his revenge for what he’d done to him.
“What the fuck?” Travis spat, yanking on his binds, but it was a mistake, one that he realized as soon as they tightened around his wrists. “You’re a fuckin’ traitor!” Travis screamed at me.
“Nah,” I said, sounding bored as hell. “The only traitor in this room is you.” I stared at him, waiting until his gaze met mine. “Rafael is going to have some fun with you now.”
Rafael grinned, rubbing his hands together in excitement as he maneuvered over to the tools that had been laid out. I always watched as the person on trial was punished, usually by Zander, but today was different. Today was Rafael’s turn.
I watched, fascinated as Rafael went through each instrument on the table: pliers, several knives, a blowtorch, and a taser, amongst other things.
Hours slipped by, blood dripping to the floor, followed by piss when Rafael tasered him ten times in a row. I observed in sick fascination, picking up all of the intel I could, and I was sure Zander was too who was standing just feet away from me.
“She deserved it!” Travis screamed all of a sudden, his eyes focusing in on me again. “Just like your father did.” He laughed, the sound making me shiver. “It was me who snitched.” His lips lifted up into a smirk. “I was the reason Lance sent the order to end him.”
My body jerked upwards; my muscles so tense I could barely move. I’d watched my father be murdered in front of my very eyes. I’d held his hand as he took his last breath. I’d promised him I would look after my sister. He’d sworn he hadn’t done what they said, and over the years, I hadn’t believed it, but now…now I did.
Travis had always been against me; it had taken me nearly twenty years to realize that.
I pulled my gun out of its holster on my waistband. I never went anywhere without that. I’d learned my lesson a long damn time ago to always have a weapon on you, and if you didn’t, then you needed to know what around you you could turnintoa weapon.
“Your time is up,” I announced, straight to the point. I pulled the trigger, doing my signature kill: one bullet in each thigh, one in each forearm, and finally, one between the eyes.
He was gone, but his actions would haunt all of us, whether we realized it or not.
