I swipe the green call button and place the call on speaker.
“Why the fuck aren’t you here yet?” a voice barks through the phone.
My breath catches as I realize it’s Lorenzo.
I swallow, trying to stay calm. This could be the lead I’ve been searching for, so I can’t afford to make any mistakes.
I keep my voice low. “Where?”
“Fucking Chinatown. Fuck’s sake, Vince! Don’t make me regret putting you on the payroll.”
A woman screams in the distance, and the sound makes my blood run cold.
“On my way.” I hang up the phone and throw it at the brick wall, where it shatters. “He has her.” My teeth are clenched so hard I have no idea if Marco even understands me.
“Where?” Marco climbs over Vince’s body to get to me. “Andre, what’s going on?”
“He has her at that fucking warehouse in Chinatown.”
“Oh, shit. The one where he killed…”
“Valentina.”
41
LILA
“Plans have changed, sweetheart,” Lorenzo purrs as he stalks into my cell.
I cower in the corner, my arms wrapped around my shivering body as I try to read the expression on his face.
He left me alone to answer a phone call and hasn’t come back for what seems like a few hours. The feral amusement in his eyes has turned to that of pure, unadulterated rage.
My heart rate quickens as he stalks toward me, brandishing a knife. “I’m going to have to kill you.”
“W-why?”
“It seems your boyfriend is smarter than I give him credit for.”
I flinch at the mention of Andre.
He will hurt so much if I die. If I let our baby die. I can’t believe that I fell for him, that I came to love him. I think I’ve loved him from that first moment I looked into his eyes.
Is he trying to find me?
Please hurry.
“It seems he’s been busy killing my people, so he’s given me no choice but to return the favor. Pity. I was hoping to spend more time getting to know you, Lila.”
My name on his lips sends a shudder through my body. Not the good kind.
“Andre will kill you if you harm me.” I have to buy myself some time.
“He can try.” Lorenzo shrugs. “But I won’t harm you just yet, princess. First, we’re going to have some fun, you and I. Why don’t I set up a little camera to give Andre something to watch before I kill him too? That way, he gets to endure the consequences of his actions, and he can die riddled with guilt, knowing your blood is on his hands.”
My chest heaves as a sense of panic builds deep in my core.
Lorenzo is rattled, which means Andre is likely on his way.