Page 33 of Pirate's Plunder

BANG!

BANG!

“I thought…you’d stop.” The one who talked stutters, looking up at my husband, confused.

“When did I say that?” Zek tilts his head at the last man.

“But why?” He looks around, expecting an answer to who knows what, but he isn’t going to get one.

I may not know my husband very well, but that grin on his face can not be mistaken for anything else but vengeance.

“They all watched it happen and did nothing.” Zek shrugs and lifts the gun.

“I told you what you wanted!” He tries one more time, but all he gets is a manic little laugh from Zek.

“Nah, you snitched.”

BANG!

He drops the gun once the last man is dead and rushes to me. Knight carefully moves me into his arms as Zek barks orders to the other men with him. I was so busy watching him, I didn’t even care what was happening around me.

“Marco,” I say, causing Zek to stop moving.

“He was here?” I nod and regret it immediately.

“He hit me. He did all this. He killed Alfie.” A sob leaves my chest for the old man.

“He dies.” Zek turns to Spector, nodding.

“FIND HIM.”

Chapter Nineteen

Pirate

“Search the building! I want anyone else found and brought to me.” I feel Genesis move in my arms and look down to see her mouth one word before she passes out.

“Marco,” she whispers, and I stop walking.

“He was here?” She nods and grits her teeth as if in pain.

“He hit me. He did all this. He killed Alfie.” She lets out a wail, and I hug her closer to my chest to hide her pain from the others.

I own that now and I’m going to make that motherfucker pay with his life. I turn to Spector, who’s watching me for my next order.

“He dies.” He nods once, understanding that I will be the one who ends him without me having to say the word.

“FIND HIM!” I call out as I move to the door.

Unfortunately, I don’t have to move far. I stop when I feel the cold bite of steel touch my forehead.

“Put her down. I wasn’t done catching up with my daughter.” My men advance behind me, and I know they all have their guns drawn.

“You’re never touching my wife again,” I hiss over my shoulder.

“I said but the bitch down.” He pushes the gun into my temple harder, causing me to tilt my neck.

“She’s unconscious!” I turn to look at him, putting the barrel of his weapon dead center of my forehead.

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