Page 24 of Trina Gabrini: Bring Him Back Home to Me

He quickly removed the covers off of his naked body and flung his legs out of bed.

His movement was so swift and unexpected that Grace turned over and looked at him. “Is everything alright, Tommy?”

“Yeah, everything’s fine.” He was on his feet. “It’s just Sal. I need to pee,” he said as if that was the explanation for his sudden need for speed, as he hurried into the bathroom.

As soon as he closed the door, he let it out. “Is this some kind of a sick joke, Sal Luca?”

“What I look like joking about a thing like that? She’s back. She’s right here in Vegas and she’s already riding Reno’s ass.”

Tommy fell against the bathroom wall. “Good Lord.”

“And you know Reno. He’s gotta go it alone. He’s already packed up and left Trina and the kids.”

Tommy frowned. “He what? Why would he do that?”

“He’s the problem. He’s got to get away from his family so that the problem doesn’t affect them. As if him leaving their asses don’t affect them. Reno’s not thinking straight!”

“Where is he now?”

“I don’t know.”

“You let him just leave? Why didn’t you go after him, Sal?”

“Because he’s not wrong,” Sal admitted. “He’s saying it wrong, but he’s not wrong. He’s got a family to protect. We’ve got families to protect. This is a Reno problem that only Reno can solve. And you know what I mean.”

Tommy ran his hand across his face in frustration. He knew exactly what Sal meant.

“How’s Tree?”

“How do you think? She begged his ass to stay.”

“Trina? Begged him?”

“You should have seen it. She even ran after him. Sne and Jimmy’s out there searching for him as we speak. It’s just awful. Get to Vegas, Tommy. It’s happening.”

When the call ended, Tommy slid down the wall until he was crouched down. Then he leaned his head back staring at the ceiling. He knew this day could come, but he had convinced himself that it never would. Now it was here. And they were all caught unprepared. Reno most of all.

He had to get to Vegas.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Not half an hour later and Trina and Jimmy were back at the penthouse.

When they walked in, Sal and Dom, who were seated side by side on the sofa, stood up.

“Where’s Soph and Carmine?” Jimmy asked. “I know they didn’t get out trying to look for Pop too.”

“Uncle Sal made them go to bed,” said Dommi.

Jimmy exhaled. “Good,” he said.

But Trina was heading straight for Sal. And when she got up to him, she didn’t say a word. She angrily took her open hand and slapped him hard across the face.

It was a slap that shook the room. Jimmy and Dominic both let out audible gasps, it was so unbelievable to them. Did their mother just slap Sal Gabrini, who was the second most powerful mob boss in the world, behind only their Uncle Mick? They expected Sal to knock their mother through a wall. Nobody came at him like that! But they both were ready to take him down if he so much as attempted to lay a hand on Trina.

But Sal didn’t raise a finger to Trina. Because he could only imagine what she was going through. He just stood there and took it.

And Trina stood there lashing it out. “What’s wrong with Reno?” she asked Sal angrily. Then she slapped him again. “You tell me what’s wrong with my husband and you tell me now, Salvatore Luciano Gabrini! You hear me, you motherfucker, do you hear me?!”