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“Then, please,” I begged him, “tell them what they want to know so you can be freed.We can leave.Talk about this.Figure it out.”I swallowed hard.“I’m scared, Hami—Maxon.”And that wasn’t a lie.I was scared of him.I wanted to get away from him.
His expression hardened, and he tore his eyes off me to look at the other men.“I tell you what you want, and you tell me where Tanner is?”
“That’s the deal,” the other guy said.
“If this gets out, if they know that I told you, we are all dead.You understand that, right?You’ve stuck your fucking noses in something you should have stayed away from.You’re not the only Mafia in the world, and the one you are fucking with will end you.”
My heart slammed hard against my chest as I listened to him.Wilder.This meant Wilder was in danger.I wanted to go run to him and hide him.Keep him away from all of this.Safe.Sarah needed him.
I couldn’t live without him.
“Tell me something I don’t know,” the other guy drawled.He didn’t seem surprised.“I want to know why Carda is involved and how deep.Because there will be a stop put to it, and we need to know who all we have to end to do that.”
Maxon let out a laugh and shook his head.“You’re all fucking insane.”
“Yes.And it makes us more lethal,” the man told him.
“Carda Global owes them money.A lot of money.”
“That’s a start but I need a name.”Thatcher replied.
Maxon kept his gaze locked on me.I could see the pleading in them.He wanted me to believe him.For what purpose?I didn’t love him.I would never love him.
“The Fotilas,” Maxon’s words came out in a raspy strained voice.As if he struggled to even say the name.
Thatcher walked over to me.“Your part is done,” he said to me.“Let’s go.”
I didn’t look at Maxon as I turned to walk out.
“Wait!Where are you taking her?”Maxon shouted.
“Not your business,” the other man informed him just before the door closed behind us.The shouting instantly silenced.
We went back toward the entrance but stopped at the door closest to the stairs.Thatcher turned and went inside.
“Here she is.Unharmed,” he announced, and Wilder ignored him as he made his way across the room to me.
His eyes searched my face for any sign of trauma.When he reached me, his eyes narrowed.“What happened?You’re scared.”
“She’s fine.She’s shook up because the idiot has been stalking her for years, and that piece of information almost gave her away.It messed with her head but she was bloody brilliant handing it.We got what we needed, and it’s what we originally thought.It’s the Fotilas.Carda is in deep with them financially.”
The massive man nodded his head with a grim expression.“Then, we kill them all.”
“First, we make a statement with the one we have tied up.The Cardas can put their trust in us, or they can go down with the Fotilas.”A deep voice with a smooth Southern accent filled the room.
I turned to see a man with dark blond hair, long enough to be tucked behind his ears.A worn cowboy hat sat on his head, and he had the greenest eyes I’d ever seen.I moved to Wilder’s side, feeling the change in the room at his presence.He wasn’t as big as the other man, but the threat in his chiseled face, which commanded power—or rather fear—was more intimidating.
His steely glaze locked on Wilder.“Go back home.Take her with you.Keep her there.She’s not safe.I have two of my men camped outside your house now, and they will rotate.Send your mom and stepfather on a trip.Away.Less people to protect, the better.”
“Yes, sir,” Wilder replied.
I realized then who the man was.Blaise Hughes, the boss.
“Thatcher, you remain with Levi until Gage returns.Then, you need to get back to Madison.”
Thatcher nodded and headed toward the door.
“Don’t let Levi lose his shit and hurt him—yet,” Blaise called out to a retreating Thatcher.
