Page 95 of Chaotic Curse
“Who the fuck is Daniela?”
“You know damned well who she is.Daniela Agudelo.Jacinto’s daughter.”
“Her?”His voice is raw, panicked.“I haven’t sent her anything!I didn’t even know she lived here!”
“But you knew her,” I say.
His lip curls.“We had some fun.A few times.So what?”
“Fun,” I repeat, the word sour on my tongue.
“Just oral stuff,” he says with a shrug.“Hardly rape.Not compared to what some of the other guys did to her.”
That’s it.
I crack my fist into his nose, and blood sprays across his cheek.He shouts, tries to shield his face.I hit him again.
“What about Ted Tucker?”I snarl.“Did you know him in Colombia?”
“Who the hell is Ted Tucker?”he spits, blood bubbling in his mouth.“Never heard of him!”
“You expect me to believe that?”
“I don’t care what you believe!I don’t know any Tucker, and I didn’t touch Daniela like that?—”
I punch him again, harder.“You touched her.You forced yourself on her.She was a kid, Reyes.”
“She liked it,” he grits out.
I slam him down, grind my forearm into his windpipe.“Say that again.I fucking dare you.”
He’s coughing, eyes wild.“You’re insane?—”
I see the move too late.
He shoots his hand to the side table, closes his fingers around the base of a heavy lamp.He swings it up, catching me at the temple.
White sparks explode behind my eyes.My grip loosens.He shoves me off and scrambles to his feet.
I stagger back, vision doubling for a second.Reyes makes it two steps before I grab his robe and haul him backward.
The ornate mirror above the dresser glitters in the lamplight.I ram his head into it.Glass shatters around us.
He slumps, blood running from a gash above his ear.
I crouch, breathing hard, pulse hammering in my skull.He’s out cold, but his chest still rises and falls.
He’ll live.
I want him to live.I’m no killer.
I’m not my father.
Besides, Reyes has information I want.
My phone buzzes in my pocket.
Vinnie.
