“I’ll be finding that out soon enough.”
“They’re inRussu’s back rooms?” Rory inquired.
“Se.”
“Good. Make it hurt,frate.”
“Gladly.”
“Any joy on finding a link to the Favaros?” I peppered.
“Yes, actually. Hunter’s been trawling the computers we found at the Nolita brothel. He says that the Favaros managed one of the shell companies that owned the building.”
My brows lifted. “So they were high up the organization.”
Her expression locked down. “Seems so. We’re still looking for more ties.”
I glanced out the window and saw we were close to pulling up outside a warehouse that had seen better days a decade ago. “I have to go.”
“You’re dealing with Dante today, aren't you?”
“Yes. I’ll gather whatever information I can from him too. Oh, and Rory, I’m bringing out your least favorite toy.”
She grimaced then conceded, “He deserves it.”
“That he does.Ciao.”
As I hung up, Luigi lowered the privacy panel and pulled into the warehouse lot. “Capo, you’ll make it hurt,se?”
“He didn’t just betray me and mine, Luigi. He betrayedyouand the rest of myStiddatoo. You graced him with trust, accepted him as one of your own, believed him when he said he’d have your backs, and he threw that trust and acceptance at your feet.
“I will make him wish his mother had never looked at his fucker of a father, and then I’ll deliver him to the Morningstar.”
Reassured, Luigi gusted out a breath. “Thanks, boss. Oh, I have that thing you wanted. Those lab rats of yours don’t like me, huh?”
“I’ll talk to them.” Accepting the ampoule, I dipped my chin at him then climbed out of the car. Before I shut the door behind me, I ordered, “Wait for my call.”
Upon entering the warehouse, I found Chad hovering.
“Where the fuck have you been?” I snarled with a punch to his shoulder. “What happened on Friday?”
“I’m sorry, Stan,” he rushed to answer, but he didn’t cower. “My phone was off.”
A nerve twitched at my temple. “I want answers. Later.” But I sensed he spoke the truth—the only reason his kneecaps weren’t in jeopardy.
“No more than Aurora and Hunter expected,” he confided. “That fucker Matteo’s too handy with a goddamned knife.”
That they’d okayed him for duty didn’t ease my irritation with him.OrAurora and Hunter. Why the fuck hadn’t they looped me in on whatever Chad had to say?
Slipping my hand into my pocket, I retrieved my cell.
Me: Thanks for not telling me about Chad
Rory: You’re welcome
Me:
Irritated, I snagged the ampoule and handed it to him. “Everything’s prepared?”
