Page 130 of Angelic Vengeance

Know, notknew.

Zane relaxed at the use of present tense. “We’re both assassins.”

“Is there some fucking contract killer club I don’t know about?” I waved the gun in my hand before pointing it back at his head. “I know she’s been working with Ruiz to get me, so quit the theatrics.”

He gave me a weird look. “Maria and Ruiz have been at war for years.”

“They seemed pretty fucking close and cozy to me in México.”

Zane’s frown deepened. “What?”

“She knocked his ass out with the back of a machine gun, but didn’t get to kill him cause the FBI showed up,” Trevor clarified for me.

“You were there?” When my face remained stone, Zane pressed. “Two years ago?”

I glanced at Trevor. “I swear to fucking God I’ll blow his brains out.”

“Alright. Both of you calm down.”

“Wait…” I swear Zane’s face almost paled. “You’re the one who was the only hostage still alive?”

My blood iced.She fucking told him about how she tried to kill me?What else did she do with him?

My jaw flexed. “After Ruiz hijacked the island and had her punks chain me down, Maria came to finish the job.”

Zane huffed, running a hand through his hair. “When shit went south with your shipment two years ago, your brother – A.K.ADiabloat the time – saw it on one of the hidden security cameras. Except he couldn’t do anything about it because he was on a jet. He notified his clients that there would be no import coming into New York, because there was a hijacking in México.”

“You seriously telling me my own life story?” I was losing my fucking patience.

Zane shook his head. “Who are the New York clients?”

“The Italians.” Trevor replied in a ‘duh’ tone.

“And what did they do when they heard about the hijacking?”

“They sent backup that never arrived in time.” Matteo had been the one to save my life yet again that night. It was why I owed it to him to continue running the familybusiness, or why I couldn’t complain when he chose to fly out to Vegas or Miami without notice.

Zane tilted his head. “Or didshe?”

My heart pounded at the insinuation.

“What…” Trevor’s face dropped. “You’re not saying–”

“Maria worked with theFamigliaeven more than me. She was in Texas at the time, so when they asked her to backup the situation in México and help with their shipment, she didn’t hesitate. When she got there, there was one captive still alive.”

“No.”

“Think about it.” Zane advanced towards me. “Who is Maria best friends with?”

“Francesca…” Trevor answered again.

I shook my head. “No.”

“Why did she just knock you out then?”

“I don’t know.”

“Why didn’t she just kill you on the spot?”

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