Dorian smiled. “Now you’re speaking my language.”
“Perfect. Now we have a plan.”
“Care to let me in on that plan?” Giovanni asked.
“Sure. We’re not getting anywhere for noon tomorrow. We’re getting there before sunrise, before the dawn of the new fucking day. If we can check out the location we know what we’re doing and where we’re going. We go in and get Jia.”
“I have to take the prints in case it goes wrong. I won’t sacrifice my daughter for them.” He pointed to the prints. “I won’t do it, I don’t care what they’re worth.”
For the first time since this storm happened, I actually respected the guy.
“We take the prints but we’re leaving with her,alive.” I nodded. “Wes I need you with Dorian to be my eyes.” I looked over at Wes who gave me both thumbs up.
“Eyes like an eagle bro.”
“Frankie stay here with Jack.”
Both men looked at me like I was crazy.
“Are you insane? I’m not letting you go on this mission by yourself.” Jack protested.
“I won’t be by myself. Giovanni’s coming with me.”
Giovanni straightened and focused his gaze on me.
“The two of you can’t just go on this suicide mission by yourselves. I won’t allow it,” Jack flared. He lowered his gun on Giovanni and stared me down. The wealth of seriousness mingled with worry in his eyes.
It was times like these when I was grateful to have someone who cared for me. Wes was my best friend, but it was different. I wondered how it was I’d lived without it for the last five years. It was the same as how I wondered how I’d existed for the first sixteen years of my life without him and Claire.
“Jack, you are injured, badly.”
“Like fuck am I injured. You are … you are my son. You are like a son to me and I just got you back. I’m coming whether you fucking like it or not.”
When Jack spoke there was no point arguing. I could imagine me trying to talk him out of it and then just getting pushed back. I gave him a curt nod, agreeing. I supposed the more muscle we had the better.
“Okay.”
“I’ll assemble some guys,” Jack added. Hope filled me when he said that because I knew he meant guys who were like twenty of me.
“Thank you.”
“I’m coming too,” Frankie chimed in. “Don’t expect me to sit here and scratch my ass until you come back.”
Giovanni gave him the same hard look he had when he first came in and saw him.
“How touching. All aboard.Traitor,” Giovanni hissed.
I was glad when Frankie made his way over to him and squared off with him.
“I don’t care what the hell you call meboss,” Frankie countered. “I’m not the traitor, you are. To your country. Greedy mobster, getting in shit and not getting all the details. The fine print.”
The look in Giovanni’s eyes hardened. “That is none of your concern,” he answered.
“You get involved with something like that, sacrifice your best men and now look where your daughter is.”
“Frankie, she wouldn’t be in danger if you didn’t take her,” Giovanni countered. The sting of his words got me.
Frankie shook his head though.
