What a tool. Lila's father just gets worse and worse. He doesn't deserve her in his life. He doesn't deserve anything he treasures more than his own flesh and blood.
Rich assholes are seriously the worst.
I wait for Kyle to say something. To tell Reggie to get fucked. To stand up to the man for once.
"Well, tell the man where he would have taken her." Kyle steps back gently. "I want my wife returned to me."
Of course. I'm so done with these two.
"Details!" I angle Reginald's shoulder farther, pushing it to the breaking point. "Tell me where he took her!"
"Ah! Stop, stop, stop!" I ease up just enough as Reginald shakes beneath me, sweat breaking out on his forehead. "I've only been there once, and they blindfolded me. It was a house. Real nice. From inside, I could hear the train tracks not far away. It took about...umm..."
"Yes?" I twist again, forcing him to focus.
"Ugh! Thirty...thirty minutes! To drive there...from here." Reginald's skin goes clammy and pale. The pain's making him sick.
"Useless. If I fucking find her, it won't be thanks to you." I shove off him and step back. I'm done here. I have to get to Lila.
There's no telling what Cilento's done with her already. I can't let anything happen to her.
I won't.
I head for the door. I need my shirt and shoes, but I also need to make a phone call.
"You'll bring her back?!" Kyle shouts after me.
I don't turn around. I don't slow down.
"I'll find Lila and get her out of there. I said nothing about bringing her back."
"You bastard! You won't keep her from me!" There's a pause. Kyle's voice fades into the background. "Sir, you're not going to let him do this, are you?"
I don't hear Reginald's response. I'm already out the door and down the hall, breaking into a run. When I reach Lila's room, I go straight for my phone.
There's one contact I can trust to help me out. I pull up his info and hit call.
"Marcus?" Ben answers, his tone surprised. "Been a long time. What's up?"
"I need a favor. Location of a house, thirty minutes from the address I'm sending you." I text him the address of Kendrix Manor. "Fancy place. You can hear the train from inside."
"That's not a lot to go on, man. Anything else you can give me?" Ben is competent. I hear his fingers clicking away on a keyboard.
"It's Cilento's house. Big shot mafia asshole. So think of that during the search."
He sighs. "Jesus, man. What did you get yourself into?"
"Not important." I pull my shirt on, trading the phone between my hands with it on speaker. "Just get me that address. I'm leaving in two minutes."
I search for my shoes and the bag of supplies I brought with me when I first arrived. I check the contents. My gun and gear are still inside.
"Fuck. Alright. I'll text it to you."
I give Ben the two minutes. Thanks to his hacker skills, he shoots me a text right when I'm about to call him back.
"I'm coming, Lila. I'm on my way."
I sling my bag over my shoulder, stuff my cell into my jeans, and take off running for the front door.
