Page 68 of Forgotten Comeback
“Spell it out for me,” I grit through my teeth.
“This has Parisi family written all over it. Let’s meet up tomorrow morning at Inferno’s to come up with a plan of attack.”
“Tomorrow morning? What’s more important?—”
But he’s already hung up.
Chapter
Twenty-Seven
Gavin
“Morning,” I tell my brothers, closing the door behind me.
Inferno tosses a newspaper across his desk, and I grab it. The front page photo is of Ace’s engulfed in flames. “‘Natural gas leak caused explosion at an abandoned building,’ blah, blah, blah, ‘no fatalities reported.’” I read aloud.
“The fire marshal made this call without an investigation. That tells me he’s on the Parisi payroll,” John announces.
“What of your meeting with Sal? I hope you didn’t fuck him up too badly. We still need him,” Inferno tells me.
I shake my head. “Didn’t get the chance. Sal ghosted me, and I have no way of contacting him, other than showing up at Fabio’s restaurant…”
“What about Mia?” John asks.
“That bridge is burned.” No way I’m sticking my dick in that woman again.
“So that leaves us with the Kat Stefanos angle,” John says.
“Why didn’t you tell us your ring girl ‘friend’ was close with Kat?” Inferno asks me.
Arms crossed, I demand. “Who told you this?”
“Dominic,” Inferno says.
My teeth grind back and forth. Should’ve followed my instincts and killed that motherfucker. “I don’t want Taylor involved.”
“Too late,” Inferno tells me. “Dominic’s going to use Taylor to lure Kat away from the beach house and grab her.”
“Is your head in the game?” John asks me, pinning me with his gaze.
“Is yours?” I counter, ignoring Inferno’s subtle warning look.
“Always,” John answers smoothly. “Just want to make sure we’re on the same page.”
“Same chapter. Same verse,” I lie.
Taylor
Clocking out after my shift, I walk by the pit boss’s office, and he calls, “Taylor, just a second.”
“What’s up?” I stick my head in his door.
“Could you work an extra shift next week? Katerina’s no longer with us, and I need to get the schedule ironed out.”
“What do you mean?” I ask, my eyes going wide.
“She took another job,” he tells me.
