Chapter 55
Marcello
I’m watching the organs being taken out of the fuck that tried to cut my throat as we walked through the parking lot earlier at the Rebel’s game. I was so ready to paint the concrete with his blood.
I had his knife pulled from his hand, pressed against his throat so close to slicing him from ear to ear, but Ellie stopped me once she had done her damage to his manhood. It’s the same Albanian fuck they tortured a couple of weeks ago. She told me to call Doc and put his organs to good use, and that is why I’m sickly in love with that vixen of a woman… too bad she has no fucking clue. I can’t be scaring her off now that I finally have her all to myself. Well, I guess sharing her with the other two shits, but they also have each other.
I ended up gagging and tying his worthless ass up before I threw him in the trunk of my car. I had to make sure to tell Haisley to check him for infection. His dumbass sure as hell wasn’t taking care of the new brands he had. The rotting flesh smell was enough of an indication of that… I’m going to need to get my car detailed after having him in the trunk.
I dropped Ellie off at Club Onyx since everyone was going to be there. The guys and their team were celebrating the big win, plus having the lets them have some time to recoup after partying like the wild animals I’m sure they’re going to be. I’m about to be missing out on one hell of a fuck fest later on, but it’s worth it for these organs to make it to people in need.
Noah’s already sent the paperwork to Haisley and the receiving hospitals. She’ll be flying out once Doc removes the heart and hooks it up to the box that keeps it beating while being transported. Noah tries his hardest to keep the organs in the same hospital so it’s not as hard of a trip on Haisley, but most of the time, he can’t help it. Whoever is on the list is on the list. It doesn’t change, and the team that runs the donor list… even I don’t want to get on their bad sides.
I’m watching the surgery from my office. I installed a window so I can get my fix when I need it and complete the work that has to be done. It also keeps the surgery room nice and sterile.
Lost in my emails, my phone pulls me out of my work. It’s a call coming in from Noah, but I ignore it, too busy watching the surgery with rapt attention. Doc lets me fuck around sometimes after he’s got all of what he can out and on their way with Haisley. Hopefully, he’ll let me play tonight… I’m feeling the urge. This shit feeds my depraved soul just like torture does for Vin.
1I look down at my vibrating phone again. Noah’s name pops up with a message, and simultaneously a message of Ellie’s heart rate and blood pressure being elevated.
Noah
Boss, we have a serious problem at the club. I need you to call me back now!
My stomach sinks. It’s serious if Noah’s talking like he is. I hit his name to call him, and he picks up immediately, spitting out, “It’s Ellie and Nash, Boss.”
“Now! What happened?!” Doc looks up at me, I probably just scared the fuck out of him, but I can’t find it in me to care.
“They’ve both been taken from Club Onyx.” He sounds more timid than normal, and I don’t like hearing this side of him. It gives me a bad feeling deep inside.
“FUCK! I’m on my way!” I let that sink in and quickly add, “Call Nash’s sister, Willow, and let her know what’s going on.” I hang up before he can give me any kind of answer.
Then I call the one person that was supposed to be protecting them both.
He answers on the first ring, and I scream into the phone, “Where the fuck are you?! And if you had your slimy fucking hands in this…” I trail off, not even wanting to think about my Ragazza Dolce being hurt. That image sends me over the edge.
I grit out the threat he knows I’ll uphold, “I’ll fucking gut you myself, Zamir Prifti!”
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