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I turn back towards Gio and watch.
His body jolts, his screams filling the room.
Sinking into my bones.
No one will ever hurt her again.
“Voicemail.”
Nico’s voice cuts through my thoughts.
I flip the switch off, grab the hunting knife off the table and thrust it into Gio’s thigh.
He lets out a defeated groan.
I grab my phone.
“Watch him,” I order Nico as I head upstairs.
I stretch out my fingers, knuckles raw and bloody. I fall onto a chair in the corner of the living room, dust flying up as I sit. Elbows to my knees, I press the phone to my forehead and stare at the waiting voicemail message.
No matter what these fuckers say I’m killing them all.
Slowly.
Painfully.
My stomach knots.
I press play.
Andhervoice breaks through the silence.
“I wish you would’ve picked up…”
I stand immediately.
The sound of her—My Adriana—cuts through me like a blade. Her voice is so soft, shaking.
I hear a shaky inhale, a faint sniffle.
“I didn’t want to do this in a message. This feels wrong. God, this feelssowrong.”
I take a few steps, but I stagger a step back and lean against the wall, jaw clenched, blood roaring in my ears. My hand tightens around the phone until my knuckles go white.
“One of them gave me a phone. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s a trick. Maybe they think I’ll break.”
“There’s a guy watching me. He looks young. He hasn’t said much. I… I can’t tell if he’s—”
I can hear thefear in her. The way she’s holding it in. Trying to be brave—forme.It splinters something deep in my chest.
She inhales again shuddering.
“They’re going to send you coordinates.”
“But youcan’tcome, Angelo. Please.Please.I need you to listen to me.”
My throat tightens. I slide to the floor, legs folding beneath me as if my body can’t hold the weight of her voice.
