Page 131 of Forgotten Sacrifice
Glancing out the peephole, I answer the door. “Kat,” I say with surprise.
“Hey, can I come in? I need to talk to you.”
“Did Vince send you?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “No.”
“Then come in.”
“This your new place?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s cute. You still unpacking?” She eyes my suitcase.
“No. I’m leaving tonight for my tournament in St. Louis.”
“Good luck.”
“Is there such a thing?” Vince didn’t think so.
Kat lifts a shoulder. “I’m a big believer.”
“Have a seat. Would you like something to drink?”
“We can cut to the chase,” she tells me.
“Oh, thank God.” I sigh.
“I overheard a conversation between Fabio and Vince. Vince is in trouble.”
I bristle. “Not my concern.”
“If you care about Vince, you’ll make it your concern,” she says bluntly.
“Did you know I was being extorted by Vince? That he targeted my dad to get to me?” I spit with venom.
She waves away my statement. “And Fabio extorted me, and I’m head over heels in love with my husband. Shit happens in the family.”
I cross my arms. “Good thing I’m no longer associated with the family.”
“Luna, you’d have to be blind not to see that Vince loves you. Why else would he have personally paid off your debt and let you walk?”
“It’s not like it’s skin off his back; he’ll shake down other poor souls in no time,” I say dismissively.
“He won’t. Look, I don’t know what happened between you two, but Vince is trying to get out of the family.”
My brows crease in confusion. “What?”
She nods. “Do you understand how bad this is?”
“No,” I admit.
“Blood in, blood out. They’ll kill him before they let that happen,” she tells me quietly, and I feel like all the air’s been knocked out of my lungs. “You didn’t hear any of this from me, but I thought you should know, in case you wanted to talk some sense into him.”
Kat rises, but I can’t seem to make my feet work.
“Oh, and for the record, it’s not a bad thing to be associated with the family. I’ll lock up behind me.” She walks to the door, pausing at the entrance table. “'Hate you jar?’”
