“Fuck no,” he chuckles. “I didn’t know about Manno’s existence until the meeting where Liam and Luca told me who he was.”
“Liam?” I ask.
“I only knew the fucker was causing trouble in my territory, and nothing about his past, or I would’ve warned you.”
True.
“This is a clusterfuck,” Gabriel gives his opinion. “I can be there in five and half hours.”
“Me too,” Nikolas assures me.
“I’ll be there in three,” Liam says. “What do you want me to do?”
“Hang back until we’re all there,” Luca answers. “Let Viktor talk to Giovanni. If Rosalie isn’t in any trouble, then it won’t look too suspicious, but if we all confront the Cosa Nostra, there will be an instant war.”
“Got it,” the other men agree.
“Liam, bring weapons. I only have my two Heckler & Kocks,” I say.
“Will do.”
“We’ll meet at my place in Central Park South. I’ll have Luca text you the address.”
Everyone agrees before we end the call.
I sit down and open my laptop again, hacking into the security cameras around Parisi’s home. It’s still quiet.
Jesus, let Rosalie be okay and just visiting with Alissa.
The flight is taking fucking forever, and ten minutes before we land, I notice activity at Parisi’s house.
“We’ve got movement,” I mutter.
Luca leans closer so he can see the screen.
Giovanni escorts his wife and Alissa to a car, then watches as they drive away before he nods toward the house. Two guards come out of the front door, dragging Rosalie, who’s yanking against their hold.
Blyad'.
The air leaves my lungs in a rush and every muscle in my body tenses.
“Fuck,” Luca snaps.
Every bruise on her beautiful face takes a brutal swing at my heart. Where her skin isn’t marked black and blue, it’s pale as fuck. Her features are torn in agony, telling me she’s in a fuck-ton of pain.
Jesus fucking Christ.
My breathing speeds up, and white-hot rage explodes in my chest.
I watch as she’s forced into an SUV. Parisi climbs in the back with her, then they drive off the property.
Wrath, unlike anything I’ve felt before, makes my body tremble. I’m going to wipe out the Cosa Nostra.
My voice is filled with carnage and destruction. “I’m going to fucking kill them.”
I yank my phone out of my pocket to call Parisi, but Luca grabs hold of my arms to stop me.
“Don’t! Right now, she owes them money. They won’t kill her. But if you call and threaten him, that will change. We have the element of surprise. With the tracking device, you know where she is. We’ll get Liam to follow them.”