Page 31 of DeLuca: The Devil

He nods, “Alright. Do you want to call Max again, or should I?”

Grabbing my glass of whiskey, I bring it to my lips and down the contents before setting it back down, “Taken care of. His team will be here within the hour.”

“Where are Drake and Dante?”

Leaning back in the chair, he crosses his left leg over his right, “Drake is at Devil doing your job. Dante is leaving no stone unturned, looking for your wife with Benji’s help. If he finds her, is all forgiven?”

I smirk, “Whoever finds my wife will be my favorite person for the rest of my days.”

Long story short, my brother fell in love with the enemy. She never felt anything for him. That bitch used him, and it ended with a bullet hole in my chest. I’ve never forgiven him. It’s not lost on me that he has worked tirelessly, trying to find Giada.

“After I find my wife, I’ll deal with Dante. Right now, I can’t focus on anything other than her.”

My phone rings, and I glance down and notice it’s Marc, my head of security.

“Yes?”

“Mr. Esposito and his team are here.”

I nod as if he can see me, “Good. Bring them to my office.”

After disconnecting the call, I tell my brother, “They’re here.”

One by one, Max and his team file in, “Max, Hunter, Jade, Mia, Trevor, and Nash. Thank you for coming.”

Max shakes my hand, “I told you when you helped save my wife, I would return the favor.” He adds with a smirk, “Although, I can’t say I wasn’t surprised to find out you got married.”

I wave in the direction of the sectional on the back wall for them to sit.

“Please tell me you have something, Max.”

He shakes his head, “I wish I did man, but I don’t. I’ve spoken with my police contacts and so far, nothing. You said she’s twenty-three?”

I sigh as I drag a hand down my stubbled face, “She would be twenty-four now.”

He clasps his hands together, his face drawn into a frown, “I’ve got my intel guy going to see Dante and Benji right now. Hopefully, they can work together and figure out where to look.”

Mia speaks up next, “Am I correct to assume if our team finds them first you want them to be left alive?”

I nod, “Yes, I want them both alive when I get my hands on them.”

Trevor says, “If you don’t mind me speaking up, I think we should set fire to every property they own.”

I chuckle as I look at Max, “Got a little firebug on your hands do you?”

He laughs, “When necessary.”

I give Trevor a serious expression, “Have at it but not until you’ve made sure they’re empty. I swear on my life if my wife ends up burnt to a crisp due to your extracurricular activities, I’ll kill you myself.”

His eyes snap to mine, “I would never put her or any other woman in danger. You have my word.”

Max’s phone rings and he holds up his finger and answers it. I only hear one side of the conversation.

“She matches the description?”

“How bad?”

“Yeah, we’ll be there as soon as possible.”

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