Page 116 of Cruel Revenge

I know she’s going to take her personal vendetta against me on him, punishing him for choosing to be part of the family.

I can’t let her do that, even if he wants nothing to do with me.

This is my mess, and I’ll clean it before I let him go.

If I can’t get to Joshua in time, Aiden might be able to.

With shaking hands, I reach for my phone in the passenger seat, scrolling through until I find Aiden’s number. All I can do is hope that he answers, and that he’s at the port.

After exhaling long and hard, I dial the number.

The endless ringing of the phone will haunt me forever. I already know that.

“Aiden. Leave a message.”

“Aid, it’s me. We’ve got a problem. Zoe took Joshua. She’s at pier four with him. Down by where your warehouse is. I’m stuck in traffic, and I don’t think I’m going to get there in time.” I swallow hard, preparing to promise him the one thing I never wanted to give. “If you save him, I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll be whoever you need me to be for the family while we deal with the Rinaldos. I promise.”

I end the call and toss the phone into the seat beside me.

It’s no surprise that I’m on my own. It’s been that way my entire life.

Though I could call one of my other siblings, I doubt that they’re going to be any more likely to pick up the phone. They’re all stillgoing to be reeling from dinner, and if there’s one thing I know runs in the family, it’s how to hold a grudge.

Gia might answer, but I don’t want to put her in that position with her sister. Not when she has a daughter to come home to and a baby on the way.

I can do this.

Maybe.

I might be able to.

If I don’t lose control.

When I get my hands on that stupid bitch, she’s going to die.

Her death is going to be as slow and painful as I can make it.

Taking my time with her is going to be so sweet. Her warm blood is going to stain my hands, and she’s going to beg for me to stop.

She’s woken a beast she didn’t know was lingering beneath the surface.

I haul backthe steel door, my pulse steady and calmness settling over me.

Stalking my prey is what I’m good at. It’s what I’m used to.

Grinning, I take careful steps into the building, looking to one side and then the other, my gun firmly in my grasp. “Zoe.”

A low groan comes from the middle of the warehouse, and when I look in that direction, there’s Joshua hanging from the ceiling by his wrists, heavy shackles wrapped around them.

“I’m here,” a soft voice whispers just behind me.

Glancing over my shoulder, I let out a slow breath.

Aiden stands behind me, a fierce look in his eyes.

He glances around the warehouse, drawing back slightly. “It doesn’t look like anyone is here.”

“We’d be idiots to think that she’s not watching us. It’s what I would be doing right now.”

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