“Yeah, so don’t piss me off any more than I already am.”
There were footsteps in the hallway.
I glanced over to see Ciro and Romeo – but no girl.
“Where the fuckisshe?!” I demanded.
“I couldn’t find her,” Romeo said. He looked slightly nervous.
“What do youmean,you couldn’t find her?!”
“She wasn’t in her room.”
I pressed the barrel of my gun into Luciano’s temple. “You lying fuck – ”
“That was her room, I swear!” he pleaded.
“It was a woman’s bedroom,” Romeo said quickly, “but she wasn’t there.”
“Where the fuck IS she?!”
“I don’t know – out, maybe?”
“Amato,” I snapped. “Where’s the girl?”
“…out with friends.”
He was lying – I could smell it on him.
“Jesus fucking Christ – go search the rest of the house!” I yelled at Ciro and Romeo.
“The rest of our guys showed up a few minutes ago,” Ciro said. “Lucrezia’s downstairs.”
“Good – send her up.”
“We’ll need to turn on the lights, otherwise she won’t be able to see a thing.”
“Go ahead.”
They both left the room.
“Lucrezia,” Amato said. “Your sister?”
“Yup.”
“Was this your plan, or hers?”
“Hers, mostly.”
“She’s the brains, you’re the muscle?”
“Something like that.”
Suddenly, a bedside lamp came on.
The night vision goggles went from green to blinding white.
I flipped them up out of the way so I could see again.
