“You look like shit,” he says, as he walks to the middle of the empty lot, evil fucking smile plastered on his face.
“Who gives a fuck,” I say, giving him a dark look. “I’m here for V.”
His brows raise, and he stops walking when he gets close enough. “V? She’s where she belongs, with her family.”
I scowl, letting the fucker see how pissed I am. “Who is she with? Her father?” If Viola is with him, I’ll find him, and then I’ll find her. And then I’ll put a bullet in his fucking head.
But first, I’m going to kill this fucker.
Dante cocks his head. “Ah so she told you.”
“Of course she did.”
He looks me up and down, like he’s assessing me. “Interesting. And you came alone. That’s brave, or stupid. Did you come to kill me?”
Despite being at the far end of the parking lot, we’re in a public place. Otherwise, I bloody would.
“You’re thinking about killing me,” he smirks. His gaze flicks to my pocket. “You’re carrying, but you’re not ready to shoot me. You’re injured, favoring your left leg over your right. And you’re struggling to act sober with all the drugs in your system.”
“Alright Sherlock,” I snort, adjusting my grip on the handle of the gun. It’s still in my pocket, but I don’t try to hide it now he already knows. “None of that matters. I’ll still put a bullet in your damn head.”
“Maybe you will, but the moment you do you’ll lose V forever. You willing to risk that?”
Fuck.I breathe out, steadying my hand as it shakes. He’s right. I can’t risk losing V, and the drugs are owning my ass right now. “Just tell me where she is, and I’ll let you live. I won’t hunt you down and fucking slaughter you for what you’ve done to her or us.”
He smiles like that’s the funniest thing to come out of my mouth. “I see now why she keeps you around.”
“Go fuck yourself,” I spit out. I reach into my other pocket and take out the USB stick which has a lot of useful information on it. Most of it is about Dante.”
He doesn’t react but to shift his stance. “You can’t blackmail me twice. You leak that and Viola loses her leverage over me.”
That makes me pause. “You and Viola have a deal?”
He nods, eyeing the USB stick, mouth curling up at the ends. “We do. A very interesting one. Why do you think I agreed to meet? I wanted to see for myself who could make V give up her freedom.”
Inside, I’m fucking raging. Fucking hell. Why is she always cutting me out. I’m going to be make her punishment extra fucking torturous for this.
“You’re not going to tell me what that deal is, are you?” I ask him.
“No, I’m not.”
I stare at him directly in the eyes. “Just tell me she’s safe.”
He blinks at me. “I don’t have to tell you anything.”
I snarl at him. “You have no idea do you. Fuck your deal. If she gets hurt I’m coming for you and this”—I hold the USB stick up where he can see it—“goes fucking viral.”
After Dante drives off,I walk haltingly to my car, sucking air through my teeth when the pain becomes fucking goddamn unbearable. Fucking prick. What the hell does she see in him? I collapse into the front seat as my phone buzzes.
It’s Dino.
“Did you get it done? I saw you fucking about,” I hiss, catching my breath
“You have no faith. Of course, It’s done,” he snaps.
“Good, now we wait,” I hang up the phone.
While we were talking, I got Dino to plant a tracker on Dante’s shitty car. I open the phone app I got installed to track V and use it now to locate Dante’s car.
It’s going fast down the motorway towards London.
I share the tracker GPS with Dino since he has his bike and a short to the point message…
Whatever you do, don’t fucking lose him.