Page 552 of Sinfully Savage Mafia

A shudder rumbles through me as I watch Rayleigh turn up the hysterics. I’m not sure what she did while I was gone to get Sergio’s engine roaring, or if it was just the knowledge that his cousin had been taken that sent him into an uproar.

But right now he’s vicious, vindictive, and out for blood.

And if this woman pushes any more of his buttons, he is going to kill her, right here, in front of all of us.

I can’t let that happen.

She’s our only lead, our only way to get back to Zeno.

I shake off Chloe’s trembling hand and walk toward Sergio. “Sergio,” I say in a low voice, my eyes focused on his irate ones. “What if she really doesn’t know anything?”

“She knows plenty,” he growls.

I push him aside so that we’re out of earshot. “We need to be smart about this. If she does know, making her panic like this won’t get the information we need.”

He cocks an eyebrow at me. “So what are you saying? You wanna give it a try?” he mutters.

I nod. “Yes, because you’re behaving like a psychopath, and it isn’t getting us anywhere. We don’t have time to waste.”

He shrugs, and I swear I can see a hint of a smirk lift his lips. He waves his gun toward where Rayleigh is still kneeling on the ground.

I walk over to her, squatting next to her, my voice soft against her ear. “Listen, we don’t want to hurt you, Rayleigh. Stop inciting him and just give us what we need. You know where Zeno is, so just tell us the location and then you walk away.” I pause. “Sergio is out of control and if you push him too far, I really don’t know what he’ll do next.” I am legit worried about how this story ends if Rayleigh does a swan dive off the side of this parking deck.

She turns her tear-filled eyes up at me, looking exactly like the pathetic damsel that I detest. “Really?” she asks, hope in her voice. “I can walk away?”

I nod, rubbing her back. “Absolutely. I’ll make sure of it. I promise. He’s crazy, but we have an understanding. I can control this.”

Her head bobs a bit. “O-okay,” she whispers. “But I’ll only tell you.”

“Sure,” I say in a soft voice, nodding at Bruno. I don’t quite get why she’s only telling me since I’m only going to relay the information anyway, but I play along because things got much calmer once I grabbed the reins, I’m pleased to say.

“Come closer,” she whimpers and I lean into her. “I drugged your pal Bruno and used his fingerprint to break into his computer so we could hack into the hotel’s security system.” And just before I have time to recoil at the admission, the fucking whore sinks her teeth into my earlobe, a razor-sharp pain exploding down the side of my neck.

“Jesus Christ!” I scream, leaping back and shoving her backward. She has the nerve to smile at me, blood oozing out of her mouth. “Sergio, she broke into the security system after drugging Bruno!”

“Sonofabitch,” he mutters, pulling out his phone and stabbing numbers into the screen.

“Eh. I didn’t even get a real bite,” Rayleigh says, spitting at my feet.

I leap up off of the ground, grab the gun Sergio is holding out, and shoot her in the thigh. She screams, clutching her wounded leg as she curses me. I yank her head backward, tilting her head up toward me.

“I bet you didn’t think I’d do that, huh?” I hiss through clenched teeth. “Well, let me tell you something, you skanky bitch. I will blow off both of your kneecaps next unless those lips start moving! Where is Zeno?”

“Fine!” she squeaks out as I press the gun into her wound. “He’s at an abandoned service station off of Route 66!”

“How the fuck are we supposed to find it? There must be a hundred of them!”

“This one is called Route 66 Fuel. But you’ll never save him. He’s one of the stars of the show. And if you show up to save him, mark my words, none of you will be leaving unless you’re in body bags,” she sneers, clutching her leg. “Now get me to a hospital, you lowlife assholes! I’m going to bleed out!”

Sergio walks over to us, giving me a victory sign. “Maybe. Maybe not. We’ll leave you here to find out the answer.” He nods toward Bruno. “You got the handcuffs?”

Bruno nods.

He looks at Rayleigh. “You know what’s coming next,” he says, grabbing my hand and pulling me away from her.

I grab the gun again and break away from Sergio, running back over to Rayleigh. I hover the tip of the gun over the bullet wound in her leg and her eyes widen with fear. “What show?” I ask.

“The show where your families watch their children get murdered, penance for the sin they committed when they ordered and carried out the hit on my cousin and brother.” Her voice drips with disdain despite the circumstance that she’s losing more and more blood by the second. “And once they get here, they’ll be greeted by the worst massacre they can imagine, one that will haunt their dreams and reality forever.” Her eyes narrow. “So hurry, Lily. You’d better get to Zeno and take your place in the show. Can’t have one of the stars go missing,” she grunts.

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