He knew something.
Something he wasn’t sharing with me.
Something about Catarina.
“You would never go against Reaper unless it was really bad. Is Catarina okay? Was Healer wrong?”
Ghost shook his head. “No. She’s fine. I give you my word. Just be patient. I will have you home soon.” Ghost said nothing more as he got up and went to sit next to Gio and Reaper as both of them looked right at me. I couldn’t read their expressions, but even they were acting weird. They both knew something and yet were purposely keeping me in the dark.
It didn’t matter. I guess I should be happy that Catarina was safe. That she was waiting for me at the compound. But I wasn’t. I couldn’t help feeling that something was wrong. That everyone knew something but was keeping me in the dark. I wish they would just come out and tell me. I hated not knowing. No matter what, I thought that uneasy feeling just wouldn’t go away.
The plane landed in Vegas just before ten o’clock, and when we arrived at the hotel, I wasn’t surprised to see Luciano and Illyria waiting for us. Layla looked a little apprehensive between them as the Golden Skulls walked into the room.
I still didn’t know why we were here, or Layla for that matter, only that Reaper needed to talk to her privately. So, when Gio and the rest of my cousins left the room, I took a seat and tuned everyone out as my thoughts returned to Catarina.
All I wanted was her back in my arms again. I needed to be sure she was safe. I refused to think about what had happened to her. I just couldn’t because every time I tried, a wave of anger so insidious raged deep within me. So much so, I knew if I unleashed it, I would never be able to control it.
I couldn’t do this anymore.
The not knowing was weighing too heavily on me.
I needed to see her.
They didn’t understand.
No one did.
None of them knew what she meant to me.
She was the very breath in my lungs. Without her, I was suffocating. I needed to breathe.
I couldn’t breathe.
I needed to get out of here.
I needed Catarina.
“Player?”
I looked up, seeing nothing but darkness as it crept closer to me. Everything in me reacted. “Uh, guys, he’s losing it.”
I didn’t know how it happened, but in the next instant, I was fighting for my life as I punched the darkness over and over.
I couldn’t stop myself.
I needed to hit something, someone, anyone.
I needed someone to understand, to feel what I was feeling.
“Fuck!” I heard Sal shout as he appeared out of nowhere. “Someone get Luciano! Now!” he said as he tried to pull me off Reaper.
I didn’t mean to fight my president.
I really didn’t.
Yet when he touched my shoulder, I couldn’t stop the anger from rushing forward.
“He’s going to kill him!” Chaos shouted as they tried unsuccessfully to pull me off Reaper.