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Story: Psycho (Bonetti Brothers #4)
ANASTASIA
Enemies can become friends, and friends can become enemies. When your so-called friend does something unforgivable, your enemy is born. The guilt is heavy as I collect evidence on the Bonetti brothers because, as a girl, Mama Bonetti was good to me. A second mother, maybe more of a mother than the woman that gave birth to me. I have to ignore the pit in my stomach, that only seems to grow, because I made a promise. One I will not break.
After attempting to get the most recent Bonetti woman, Raina, to turn my witness, and failing miserably, I know I’m going to have to get my hands dirty. I blow out an agitated breath, as I thumb through the contents of the folder with my evidence on the Bonetti brothers, or lack thereof. This is why I needed her. I don’t have shit. They’ve covered their tracks well. Raina Abruzzo was on board until she wasn’t.
She fell in love with one of my four targets, refusing to give me anything further. It would’ve been easy for her to get what I need, with her living inside Kage Bonetti’s home. Too easy.
By now, I’ve made my presence clear. I’ve tried to get one of their own to my side, and shown my face at Bones Bonetti’s house, but I’m confident he didn’t recognize me.
They have three warehouses that I’ve discovered, but I know there are more. I want to know where the weapons are. If we can get an indictment, it will lead the way to searching their various properties. Then a superseding indictment will follow, and we can use everything we find to nail their asses to the wall. Life in prison is not good enough for the Bonetti brothers. I’d prefer death sentences, but I’ll settle for seeing them behind bars, for the rest of their natural lives. The man I’d really like to see rot is dead, so his sons will have to do.
Theo comes into my office with an iced coffee in his hand, and a smile on his face.
He hands me the drink, and I smile my thanks, but it’s not sincere. Like all men, his kindness has ulterior motives. Call me jaded, but I did not get here on my own, I had a lot of help along the way.
“Dinner tonight?” He asks, his voice dripping with mock sweetness, as he nearly begs me with his gaze.
“You have asked me out every day for the last six months. Why?”
Theo doesn’t bother to sit down, because he knows he has five minutes before I tell him to go.
Stuffing his hands into his pockets nervously, he shrugs his shoulders, and speaks far more confidently than he should.
“Eventually, I’ll wear you down. You’ll give in, and that will be the beginning of our story.”
Glancing away from him, I look at the door, hoping he’ll catch my drift. I try to be nice, but he makes it difficult. How many times do I have to tell him I’m not interested? He’s a nice-looking guy, but I’m not dating anyone. My focus is on work and my mother. There is no room in my life for romance, or whatever else he wants.
‘Your pussy. The rest of you is worthless.’ I hear Carlo in my head, his voice an always present reminder of my past.
Narrowing his gaze at me, Theo leans over my desk and spots the paperwork, with a photograph of a Bonetti warehouse laying on top. Shaking his head, he says, “I told you to leave them alone. You will not win this, Anastasia. If they catch wind of your investigation, they’ll kill you, long before RICO charges are brought against them. There will be no warning, it’ll be over and done. These are not men to mess with.”
For the second time since he’s been in my office, I fight myself to not roll my eyes. He doesn’t know my history, but I know this family far better than he does. Yes, if I’m not careful, I’ll end up on their long list of victims. Theo is one of the few people that knows my plans. I cannot go to my boss, the DA, without concrete evidence. With an exasperated sigh, he turns on his heel and leaves my office.
My colleagues have reasons for entering the law profession, we all do, but theirs differ from mine. Theo came from a family of lawyers, and it was expected he’d follow in his father’s footsteps. Squeaky clean Tabitha wants to change the world for the better. Everybody thinks I’m a good girl that wants to rid the world of scum, and I suppose I do.
Bonetti scum.
My reason is pure vengeance.
They took something from me I can never get back. It’s why I’m a lawyer, and worked my ass off to make it to the District Attorney’s office.
The end of the Bonetti Brothers is here. Lucky me, I’ll have a front-row seat to watch their destruction.
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