Page 120 of Ruthless Mafia Daddy

“Her location is saying she’s on the side of route 26, but she’s not moving.”

“It’s likely they tossed her phone out of the window if the car was intercepted.” Marco frowns. “They would know you’re tracking her.”

“I say we head there once we collect Rosa.”

“They’ll be long gone, Andre.”

“Do you have any better ideas?” The elevator doors open onto the underground garage. “For all we know she could be lying on the side of the fucking road!”

I slam my fist into the side of the elevator, my blood thumping in my ears as I try to ignore the images of Lila lying in a pool of her own blood.

My knuckles sting, and I rub them absentmindedly as I storm across the garage to where Dez waits in the driver's seat of the Hummer.

I climb into the passenger seat. “Marco, call your cop guy, and see if we can get a lead on the uber driver.”

“On it.” Marco climbs into the back alongside Sloan.

Dez taps a few buttons on the central screen. “I have your sister's location up now.”

I groan. “Fuck, that’ll take over thirty minutes to get to her.”

Dez puts the car into reverse. “I can get us there in fifteen,”

As Dez races out of the garage and out into the open air, I turn in my seat to look at Marco. He has his phone propped between his cheek and shoulder, loading his weapons as he talks hurriedly into it.

I try to ignore the way his jaw is set and his eyes are filled with anger, which can only mean the information he’s found out isn’t what we were hoping for.

After he ends the call, he looks at me with regret in his eyes.

“Carlo traced the uber driver to route 26 also. There’s been no activity on his phone for the past ninety minutes. It’s not looking good, Andre.”

Sloan looks at me. “You think they were run off the road?”

“It’s possible.” I try to sort through all the information we have.

“But I have no doubt that Lorenzo knows about Lila,” and maybe even the fact she’s pregnant, but I don’t divulge that information. “He’s using her as bait, just like he was planning to do with Rosa.”

Marco nods. “Then we can only hope that he wants to keep her alive.”

I turn back around in my seat, not wanting to see the look of sympathy on Marco’s face.

Lila can’t be dead. I refuse to believe that.

“Fucking step on it Dez.” I grip the door handle so tightly my knuckles turn white.

Ten minutes later, Dez is swerving through a sea of ubers as we approach Vision.

The sight of my little sister standing outside in a black dress that leaves very little to the imagination has me seeing red. “Pull over.”

Dez slams his foot on the brakes, and I throw open the car door, my body shaking as I storm over to Rosa.

“Get in the fucking car, now.” I take her arm and drag her over to the Hummer.

For once, she doesn’t fight me as Marco opens his door and Rosa climbs across to sit between him and Sloan. Her eyes are red and her cheeks are wet with tears, but I don’t have the capacity to reassure her right now. Especially when none of this would have happened if she had never disobeyed me in the first place.

“Route 26,” I order Dez.

He nods, pulling away from the curb and speeding through the sea of cabs.

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