Chapter 10 Kingston
Kingston
“Reggie,” I call to one of my soldiers as he sits with a bag of Cheetos in his lap while watching reality television on a laptop in the security room.
The walls are lined with monitors that display different views of the casino along with a few choice rooms in the basement.
One of which is the room I just left Ace in.
I watch in fascination as Ace tucks a strand of her long, dark hair behind her ear before looking around the empty room.
The disbelief painted on her face tells me how surprised she is that I’m letting her go.
Rubbing her hands along her bare arms, she takes a few cautious steps to the door before peeking down the hallway to find it empty.
Like a little mouse, she scurries to the elevator and presses the up button.
The sound of Reggie munching another Cheeto snaps me out of my reverie, and I turn to him.
“Acely Mezzerich.”
“What about her?” he asks, looking at the screens to see her talking with the pit boss who hit her once she’s back on the main floor.
My hands clench into fists as I remember the swelling along her delicate cheekbone.
He’ll pay for that. The Romano family doesn’t hit women.
We’re taught to treat them with respect, and apparently, he needs another reminder.
I see him hand her a fat stack of chips, and my mouth lifts in approval.
The asshat knows he screwed up and is rectifying it the only way he knows how.
If only it were enough to get back into my good graces.
I catch Reggie assessing me curiously and tell him, “I need you to follow her. There’s a possibility she’s being watched and doesn’t even know it. We need to keep her safe until she’s served her purpose.”
“And after that?”
My throat tightens. “We’ll see.”