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“What warehouse was she to be taken?” Silver says, and Dish’s eyes widen.
“It wasyouwho took the captain.You were the ghost!”
Silver smiles at that, then shoves the car in park and reaches to pull Dish’s nose up and jaw down, exposing his teeth. “Look away, Quinn.”
I know I should, but I can’t. These bratva bastards upended my easy life… I have to see it through.
Silver shoves the plyers over the gums of Dish’s crooked front teeth. “You were going to have a sweet time with her, weren’t you?” He presses hard, and when the screams come, Silver throws his gun on dead Ruz’ lap and stuffs a cloth in Dish’s mouth. “No, no, no. We won’t be waking the neighbors.”
Snap!
He pulls a tooth clean out, and the blood that follows makes Dish gurgle for a second, before the plyers are shoved in there again. “You thought you were going to hurt her, didn’t you?”
Of all the things. In all the worlds. I shouldnotbe turned on right now.
I shouldnotbe…
Pressing my knees together does nothing to stop the sensation.
“I want to tell you something else.” Silver is careful to wipe all the blood on the towel, then slaps Dish’s face carefully. “Look here.Right here. I used to deal with fuckers like you on a daily basis… until the one time I screwed up.” He smiles sadly. “I don’t screw up anymore, bratva. I’ve learned from my mistakes.”
I wince when Silver jabs the plyers towards one of Dish’s back molars and digs deep to wrench the tooth out. The muffled screams turn to scared moans.
“Don’t worry.” Silver leaves the second tooth on the dash. “I won’t lose these. Evidence, right?” He smiles, slapping Dish’s face lightly. “Oh, and one other thing.I don’t care where you were taking her.Because she was never going to get there.”
Silver presses the silencer to his forehead.
“Wait.Wait,”Dish’s voice strains and strangles with blood. He coughs, trying to get the words out. “I can tell you who sent—”
“Lieutenant Ferraro Julius?” Silver tilts his head.
Dish chokes back the words, and I think I hear a sob.
Shhtrmp!
It’s like a water balloon popped. Little noise, lot of mess.
Chapter 16
Arosso
I grab the shoulders of the newly deceased bratva rapist and toss him alongside his dead friend in the passenger’s seat. The whole van shakes as I work.
One look at that beautiful girl in the back makes me crazy. Usually, civilians are trembling and crying through this part of the process. But not her. She’s eerily still, the tape over her mouth starting to come to loose with every breath she takes.
Shhhrt!
I rip it off and stare her dead in the eyes.
“They could’ve killed me up there, Silver—”
“No. They want blood for blood. If Yuri couldn’t have your father, he was going to take you,” I say.
“So you’d let them have their way with me?” She hits me with her shoulder since she’s still cuffed, and I’m actually taken aback.
“Are you implying my rescue wasn’t up to your standards?” I growl, hiding a smirk.
There’s blood spatter everywhere, and two fresh bodies cuddling on the passenger’s seat, yet she only looks me in the eyes with scorn.