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Story: Love Loathe Devotion
“I told him,” Nico mutters. “I told Marco—‘you find Randy, or you pray I don’t find you first.’”
My blood turns to ice. Being underboss at his age is quite the feat, and Nico has succeeded because he’s ruthless but he’s made enemies and some of them are inside the Famiglia.
Nico doesn’t threaten. Nico delivers.
And someone took my Laney.
I grip the back of a chair, breathing hard. Before I can spiral again, my phone rings in my hand—Hunter McKenzie. I swipe to answer instantly. “Hunter.”
“Eddie,” he says, voice sharp. “I got something.”
I nearly collapse with relief. “Talk to me.”
“I called in a favor with a guy who owes me—cyber side. Had Randy’s phone ping off the last known tower. Twenty minutes ago, he was at a hotel complex on the far side of the city.”
“What hotel?”
“New development. Parkside International owns the land, but it’s under third-party management. Mostly corporate stays. Quiet. Empty this time of day.”
My mouth goes dry. “Address?”
Hunter rattles it off, and I repeat it aloud for Nico, who’s already halfway to the door with his phone back to his ear.
“Hunter,” I say, pulse drumming, “you just saved my fucking life.”
“I’ll send security to the hotel,” he replies. “You want me there personally?”
“I need eyes on that place now.”
“You got it. Be smart, Crowe. And keep your temper in check. You’re no good to her if you go in hot.”
“I’m past hot,” I grit out. “I’m nuclear.”
He exhales. “Bring her home. Call me if it goes sideways.”
I hang up.
Nico’s already opening the SUV door.
I follow him down the driveway, my boots thudding against gravel like war drums in my chest. I watch him check the clip on his firearm before handing me a spare and I do the same.
“You heard?”
“He was at a hotel.”
“One of Randy’s family’s hotels.”
Nico slams the door shut. “Then let’s go get her.”
Whoever has her—whoever touched her—is going to wish I never stepped off that stage.
Because I will tear this city apart to find her.
And I will not stop until she’s back in my arms.
38.Laney
Pain isthe first thing I feel.
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