Page 91 of Faith

“What are you doing?” Alfie said from the doorway.

She jumped and turned around. “Oh, Alfie. Wow, you scared me a little. I guess it’s because I am so jumpy since the accident yesterday.”

She saw a voicemail from Jensen from about fifteen minutes earlier. Clicking it on, she listened.Nicola, it was Alfie who screwed with your brakes. Carino and I are on the way.

She looked at Alfie and knew in that moment, he understood what had just happened. He pulled a small revolver out of his jacket pocket.

“I really hate that it has come to this.”

“Why?”

“Why do I hate that it came to this, or why am I going to shoot you?”

“Why are you going to shoot me?”

“Simple. It will hurt Jensen.”

“They know it’s you.”

“I gathered that from your expression. But, at this point, I don’t really care. Right now, I just want to make him suffer.”

“Why? What did he ever do to you?”

“He treated me like an outsider,” he said, his voice rising just a little. She knew if she could get him distracted by talking about himself, she might be able to get away or at least charge him.

“An outsider? How, by giving you a job?”

“No. At Wulf, only family members get the higher positions.”

“You are VP of Acquisitions. Did you really think you would get CEO?” she asked, inching closer.

“He was always talking down to me,” he continued ignoring her question. “The man treated me like a subordinate.”

“Youarea subordinate. You work for him.”

“I’m better than him. My father made his millions on his own.”

“And from what I understand, he lost it all on his own too.”

“You bitch,” he screamed.

“And why all this hatred toward me? What did I do?”

“You helped him stay clean. Even when I came to New York while you were gone, and we went out, you took care of him. You are the one he needs, always. You don’t think I know you’ve started an affair.” He snorted. “Jensen was never that good at hiding his feelings. He’s been half in love with you for years, but the way he acted today told me all I needed to know.”

“So, you’re going to kill me and then what? Kind of hard to get away on an island.” She inched even closer, and he still didn’t notice. He was so insistent on explaining himself to her that he paid no attention to what she was really doing.

“I don’t give a flying fuck what happens. I just know he will suffer. Hell, he would probably start using again, and that would be a just reward, especially since I took him on his first trip.”

She blinked. “What?”

“I helped him score his first hit of heroin. Did Jensen not tell you? It was so easy really. He was drowning in all the responsibility of running the company when dear old dad died, so I took him out. Easy enough to get him hooked.”

Rage filled her as Alfie’s confession sunk in. They hadn’t been out partying together, that she could forgive. Alfie had known that Jensen already had a problem with drinking and hooking him on heroin would be easy.

“You bastard,” she screamed and rushed him. Alfie was ready for her though. The gun went off and she felt the searing heat of the bullet as it passed through her right shoulder. She ignored it and kept on until she could grab him. He smacked her across the face, and she temporarily lost hold of him. She tasted blood, but again, she paid no attention to the pain. She grabbed him once more and kneed him in the groin, then took him down on the floor. Nicola got hold of his wrist and slammed it until he released the gun. It slid across the floor out of his reach. She punched him, ignoring the searing pain in her shoulder. The crack of his nose bone under her fist had him howling.

Blood spurted, and he screamed. “You broke my nose, you bitch.”

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