“Hey, boss. That Marino bastard is here to see you.”
Dominic looked up and smiled. He thought it would take the bastard longer to know who took the girl. He was looking forward to this. “How many guys are with him?”
“Just two in the building. I don’t know how many are outside. Do you want me to look?”
“No, Joe. I want you and Buzz in here watching the guards. Make sure you have a gun on you.”
“Always, boss.”
“Okay, bring them up.”
Dominic pulled a gun from his desk and held it under the desk on his lap. He wouldn’t ever let it go as long as the bastard was there.
The door opened, and Dominic rested back. “Well, well. If it isn’t vile Victor. I’d say it’s been a while, but in your case, it’s not long enough. Why are you here?”
The man stood in front of his desk with his arms at his side. “You have something that belongs to me.”
“Oh, really, what would that be?”
“My woman.”
Dominic laughed. “There’s a woman out there who actually wants to be with you?”
“Fuck you. She’s mine, as in she belongs to me.”
“Well, I hate to tell you this, Vicky, but it’s against the law to own people.”
“Where the fuck is she?” Victor yelled.
“I have no idea who you’re talking about. Why do you think I have her?”
“I saw you on a camera by my warehouse.”
“Are you absolutely sure that was me?”
“I know it is. Tell me where she is, or you’ll regret it.”
Dominic chuckled. “You’re an idiot. You always have been. How about if I give you some advice?”
“Fuck off.”
“I admire your father. I feel bad for him that he ended up with a son like you. Still, your family is small beans, Vicky. Do you really want to go up against the Morettis and Macleans?”
“Macleans? What the fuck? And you’re the only Moretti I know.”
“I’ve actually got a pretty good-sized family. I have three sisters, a mother, and two stepfathers. Oh, and by the way, all three sisters are married to a Maclean man.”
He enjoyed the apprehension on the man’s face. “It doesn’t fucking matter. That bitch is mine.”
“No, she’s not. She’s my fiancée.”
Victor turned red. “Your what?”
Dominic grinned. “My fiancée.”
“That’s bullshit. I don’t believe you.”
Dominic shrugged. “I don’t give a fuck. You’ll find out soon enough.”