Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5

H ushed

Uri

If Don Trovati hadn’t asked me to make this piece of shit suffer. I would have put a bullet in his bloody skull when I found him pounding his fists into that child’s head. When I pulled him off her and caught a glance of her little exposed body, the only thing that kept me from killing him then and there was the desire to hear him scream in agony.

“Please,” he gasps as he chokes on his own blood.

“Did the child beg you to stop?” I tilt my head to the side. “How about her mum? Did she get to beg for her bloody fucking life, you piece of shit.”

“I hadn’t planned to kill her. Not until I was offered the money. I was told to keep the girl and do as I pleased,” he chokes out.

“By who?” I bellow as rage fills me.

Don Trovati is like family to me. He opened his home to me during a time when I was so angry and confused. I never met the woman he called a daughter, but if she was important to him, she’s family to me.

That makes the girl equally as important. Seeing her beaten the way she was has fueled me. However, hearing that someone ordered this causes me to see red.

Don Trovati is being targeted. That’s the only explanation for all of this. Someone has a death wish.

“It was?—”

I turn sharply as a window shatters. Swiftly, I move out of the open and draw my gun. When I look back to Christoph, where I have him chained up, his head is slumped with a hole through his skull that I didn’t place there.

I swear and grind my teeth. Clearly, this is over. I need to get back to Michael and the girl.

Making sure the coast is clear, I then grab my torture devices and begin to douse the place in lighter fuel. I torch the place with the vehicle I brought here inside.

My mind is racing with a million thoughts. Don Trovati has a bigger problem going on here. My question now is, does he already know this?

What haven’t I been told? Who wanted to silence Christoph and what didn’t they want me to find out? I need answers and I want them now.

However, getting to Michael and the girl is my first priority. I need to get them both back to London safely. Then, I’ll figure the rest out.

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