Chapter Forty Two
Gio
The club was packed tonight. We kept our eyes out for Carly's stalker. I knew he would show his face eventually.
An hour after opening, I realized I hadn't seen Carly since we'd arrived at the club. Making my way to the bar, I leaned over to speak to Tony. "Hey, have you seen Carly?"
"Not yet, Boss. She's probably in the dressing room."
"Yeah. Probably."
I couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong. Fuck it. I was going into the dressing room. It wasn't like I hadn't seen it all before
"Have any of you seen Carly?"
"Not in a while," one of the girls replied.
One of the newer dancers approached. "I saw her go out back a while ago. When she didn't come back to the dressing room I figured she just went to her office. Is something wrong?"
"Carly has a stalker. She knows she's not supposed to go anywhere alone.Cazzo." The stubborn woman was going to be the death of me.
The second I was outside, my phone rang.
"He just walked in."
"Grab the fucker. Carly's missing. I want to know where he took her." I would torture the information out of him.
An hour later, I was certain the bastard had no idea where Carly was. He had the audacity to beg me to let him help look for her. He actually thought I was going to let him live? Not a chance in hell. I ended him quickly and called the clean up crew in to take care of the body.
We were back to square one. My woman was missing and we had no idea who'd taken her. I’d given my brother the chance to prove himself, he was the one in charge of surveillance there at the club, but so far I wasn’t impressed.
"Deo. I need you to pull up the surveillance from the employee parking lot. That's where she was taken from. Find me something. Anything. NOW."
"I'm already on it, Gio."
"We'll find her."
I looked over at Tony. He'd handed bartending duties over to his assistant. Carly was famiglia, she was more important. "We better."
"We will, Boss, and when we do thebastardowho took her will pay."
I was going to make him suffer. Once I got my hands on him, he would beg for death before I was through with him.
"I think I found him. I was able to get the tag number off the car he was driving. It took a little bit of work, but I hacked into the street cameras and tracked him to a warehouse. It's in 39'ers territory."
"I don't give a fuck where it's at. I want the address." If they tried to stop me from getting my woman I'd kill them all.
"If you give me a damn minute you'll have back up. I don't think thepezzo di merdais a 39'er. I didn't see anything indicating he was affiliated with them."
"And how are you going to get me backup?"
"I know a guy, all right?"
I stared at my brother. "Cazzo! Do you have any idea how dangerous that is, Deo? Being associated with them could bringla poliziaright to our doorstep."
"I know what I'm doing, Gio. It won't bring them to us. Got it. You'll meet four men outside the warehouse. I was right, they have nothing to do with it."
I kissed the top of my brother's head in gratitude before I exited the club with Tony on my heels. Luciano and Cesare followed close behind. "When we find him, he's mine."
"You got it, Gio. Let's go get your woman."
Just hold on,Bella. I'm on my way. I sent a silent prayer out for her as we sped through the streets of New Orleans.
