Page 104 of Ruthless Secrets
I don’t fucking deserve her.
Part of me wants to go and apologize, but Cillian’s voice is playing in my head on repeat.
You owe me now.
I down the rest of my glass and pour another.
Being in debt to Cillian Moore is a suicide mission. While my brother and I might have been fucked without his help, I can’t help but fear that I’ve made a huge mistake by bringing him on to help us tackle Alfonzo and Tommaso.
If Andre and I don’t deliver on whatever it is that Cillian will eventually demand of us, Clara and Zoe will be the ones to pay the price.
The thought has me pouring another three-finger widths of whisky into my glass and downing it in one.
Just as I’m considering pouring a third glass, my phone rings.
I pull it out of my pocket and groan when I see Enzo calling. I’m not in the mood to talk to him, so I silence the call and go back to pouring myself another drink.
But then Enzo calls again, and again.
On the fourth call, I consider throwing my phone across the room.
“What?” I bark down the phone.
“Where are you?”
Something about Enzo’s tone has my adrenaline spiking.There’s an engine roaring in the background through the speaker, and I instantly straighten.
“At Andre’s place in Westchester.” I settle down my glass on the table. “What’s going on?”
“You need to leave,now!”
I force myself to take a breath and try to ignore the rising sense of panic that is building in my chest.
If there is a threat, I need to keep calm. I can’t afford to make any mistakes.
“Why?” But I have a feeling I already know the answer.
“Tommaso and Alfonzo have put out a hit on every member of your family.”
Suddenly, the alcohol in my stomach threatens to come right back up.
“How do you know?”
“He’s offering a million-dollar reward for every body delivered to him.”
I close my eyes and try to fight the urge to vomit.
Considering the fact that my entire family is under one fucking roof, it means I’ve just made this the easiest game of cat and mouse ever.
I need to get them all out,now.
Every possible ending to this plays out in my mind. “Does Andre know?”
“Not yet.”
My brother is at least an hour away, which is more than enough time for Alfonzo’s men to make a move on us.
Lila, Rosa, and Holly’s safety is up to me.
