Page 51 of Legacy
“Fuck no, why?”
“I can’t say right now, but it will be for a week at most.”
“I’m not cutting my time with Vasilisa short. No.”
Stubborn asshole.
Time to hurt him.
“You can just bring her around with you, she never leaves that house.”
He has her stuck in that house, constant surveillance.
Caged.
In the house our mother was taken from before she was murdered and mutilated.
Two birds, same cage.
“It isn’t safe,” he says sternly.
Lie. He’s afraid.
“It’s not safe if she’s alone, but she has a small army including Nico, that you’ve somehow roped into your orbit.” I spit.
Nico is suppose to work for me, but he keeps Vasilisa pretty in her cage like every other guard Santo has acquired of mine.
“Take her out, show her your life, show her who you really are.”
“She knows who I am.”
Fucker.
“What the fuck ever. I need you to step up and take over for me for a week.”
“Get your consigliere to do it.”
“You’re my brother,” I command.
“Then tell me where you’re going,” he demands
Bastard.
My throat heats.
“Florida.”
There isn’t even a pause before Santo bursts into laughter.
My blood boils.
“Are you serious?”
“Yes, now will you do the fucking favor or not?”
“Fine, tell her I said hello,” he drawls.
I can hear the smirk in his stupid voice, so I endthe call
