He leans over, his tone melting. “Then we do this together. We find a way to get her back without exposing everything, but we don't wait.”
I nod, my mind already whipping up ways to get her back, “We'll get her back.” It’s a fucking oath. “And then we'll deal with Benedetto once and for all.” It’s about time I give the bastard a message to take to the devil for me.
Dante nods, a wry smile curling his face. “Let’s get her back.” He tips his chin.
I grind my teeth to that, my mind filtering scheming ideas on all the multiple ways to make Benedetto suffer because boy, oh, boy, he will suffer.
I will show him what he has created.
I will send him to hell, where he has banished me.
Only, I’m making sure he is never coming back like I did.