“This will be fun,” are the last haunting words I hear from him before he leaves me alone in the bathroom to stare at myself in the mirror. I can’t look at myself long. It hurts too much.
Chapter Eight
Gabriel
Ineed to keep things interesting with Luca. Scare him a little.
So it all works out perfectly when some meth-head tries to steal from me.
I’m walking to my car in some shitty neighborhood, having just met up with one of my men, John, on news about Luca – it’s for the best to meet in places like this as no one asks any questions and someone like Luca would never be caught dead here so I’m safe – when some woman comes running right at me.
I stumble back as the woman screeches at me, clawing her hands towards my face. Her hair is disheveled and her nails are black, which matches her teeth.
“What the fuck?” I mutter, backing away from her but she keeps coming. It’s clear she’s on drugs. She reaches for my pants pocket.
“Give me money,” she snarls. “Anything. Anything.”
“So you can go buy more meth? I don’t fucking think so.” I push her back and she lands hard on the ground. “Get a hold of yourself.”
“I need money. Please. Anything. Something.”
I stare down at the woman with curiosity as an idea hits me. “Do you have any family?”
“Who cares about family? I haven’t spoken to my family in years. They mean nothing to me.”
“Good. Then you won’t be missed.”
Her eyes widen when she realizes what I just said. Before she can move, I grab her and shove her into the backseat of my car.
“What are you doing?” she screeches right before I punch her in the temple, knocking her out. Is this shitty of me to do? Yes. This woman is just some messed up meth-head. Not exactly someone who deserves to die. But I need to scare Luca and this woman will help me do it.
I take her to one of the abandoned homes I own – not the one I’m keeping Susanna in. Susanna doesn’t need to see this, though why I should care about what Susanna sees or not doesn’t make sense to me. I don’t care for her. Susanna is just a means to an end.
Yet, I can’t get our kiss out of my head. I can’t stop thinking of her sexy naked body in the shower. I can’t stop thinking of how much I like her spitfire attitude.
For some reason, I don’t want her seeing me kill this woman. Because I have to kill this woman to get what I want. I don’t need anyone asking questions.
I take the plastic wrap I keep stored in every one of the houses I own in case of emergencies and lay the woman down on it. Shestill hasn’t woken up and she never will. It’s the least I can offer her. Chances are, she’d be dead soon anyway.
I grab one of the knifes from the kitchen and plunge it straight into her heart. She dies instantly.
Then I take her hand in mine… and chop off one of her fingers. Her middle finger to be exact. Why that one, I’m not sure. It just seems poetic for some reason.
I call Issac. “I have something for you to clean up.” He’ll know what that means without having to ask. I tell him the address and then hang up.
I stare down at the decapitated finger, knowing exactly what I’m going to do with it.
Nina
We get another mail in the package. The second I see it, without a sender on it, I know it can’t be good.
“Luca,” I whisper as he takes the package into the kitchen. “What if it’s a bomb? We have to be careful.”
“Gabriel doesn’t want me dead that easily. It won’t be a bomb. It’s more likely that it’s…” He glances at me, not wanting to say it but we both know. Another part of Susanna. First it was her hair. Luca had it tested and it was definitely hers, which means that Gabriel has my sister.
What is it going to be this time?
“Just open it,” I say with a firm nod.
