“I’m working on it.”
Fingernails tapped against the glass for a moment then Luca spoke, “I need that information.”
“I’ll get it,” Sebastian’s voice was basically a growl.
“Antonio, have you heard anything from her father regarding a ransom?”
“Nothing.”The silky voice was slightly higher pitched than Sebastian’s baritone.
I wasn’t surprised my father hadn’t reached out. Honestly, I’d have been shocked if heshowedany sort of weakness to his enemies. It wasn’t his style.
“Then what should we do with her?” Luca asked.
I held my breath. That was the question I’d been wonderingsince I’d gotten dragged out ofmy family’s summer house. What was going to happen to me?
“We can use her,” Sebastian cut in.
“I meant after we extract the information from her,” Lucasaid.
“We should have her come work for us.” Sebastian’svoice was hardassteel.
Those werethe last words I’d been expecting to hear.
Luca started laughing, but there was a bitter undertone to it.“You have to be fuckingkidding me! She took you hostage, andnowyou want her to work for us?”
“Selenewas trained by the best. We can use her skills on top of the information,” Sebastian said.
He was right of course: I was one of the best. My father had made sure I was an expert in every single department we ran. And failure hadn’t been an option. There was one obvious flaw in his plan though. Not that any of them would ask for my opinion on the matter.
“Her skillsarethe problem: she tried to kill you!” Luca said.
“We can make her do what we want. She’s more scared of those debt collectors than anything,” Sebastian said.“Plus, she’s so well trained that torture might not even work on her.”
If I’d been in the room, I’dbe glaringat Sebastian. Instead I just glared at the white oak door. As I’d suspected, allowing me to stay here hadn’t been altruistic. Just like everyone else in this world, he was just waiting for the opportunity to use me.
“I’msurewe can make the torture work on her,” Lucasaid.
Nausea builtup inside of me.
“Luc,” Sebastian growled.
“Boys,” Antonio cut in with a chiding tone, “before we decide what to ultimately do with her we need to see ifConor Reganoffers a ransom.Seleneis his only child, andwe all know howhe reacted when his wife was murdered. We will wait a few days before deciding her fate.”
I sighed. The fear that had been dredged up inside of me diminished into resignation. Although I appreciated the extensionof mylife, I doubtedmy father would come to save me. It was true that when my mother was murdered, blood had spilled across the streets of the city until they found the culprit.
But the men who killed her had broken the ultimate taboo: not to go aftera Mob Boss’ family. The very same taboo I had broken when I’d taken Sebastian hostage. No, my father wouldn’t be helping me out of this situation.I’d have to deal with the repercussions of my actions on my own.
“She’s staying here until then.” Sebastian’s voice left no room for question.
“Marc, handle it,” Luca said.
A chair scraped against the wood.“What the hell does that mean?” Sebastiansnarled.
“We’re nottakinga chancethat she attacks you again,” Luca said. At the same time Antonio said, “Sit down, Sebastian.”
I backed away from the door. Fuck, I should’vestolenthat kitchen knife last night.
Footsteps approached the door. I sprinted towards the drawers and threw the last one on the left open. Shouts echoed outside, but I ignored them as I picked up a bottle of hairspray and a six inch chunkywoodenheel. I’d gathered these makeshift weapons in preparation for this inevitable moment.
