Page 34 of Inherting the Mafia

His eyes still wide, Mateo rolled the window down and tossed his phone out.

I snorted and sat back in my seat, crossing my arms. "You need to send out a memo to everyone about who is really in charge here."

Vito gave me a curt nod. "I'll take care of it, Don D'Angelo."

Only Vito saw me roll my eyes.

When we pulled off the highway, I glanced out the back window again. "They're still there and they are getting closer." A lot closer. "Boris, you need to go faster."

I was slammed back against the seat as the car shot forward, but our increased speed didn't seem to make any difference. The other car was still catching up with us.

When we rounded a sharp corner, the other vehicle clipped our bumper. I didn't even have time to scream as our car spun around before hitting the edge of a ravine and tumbling down it, coming to rest at the bottom upside down.

I hit my head on something—I think it was the window—and the world around me dimmed. I heard two loud shots and then the door was pulled open.

I tried to fight off whoever grabbed me and yanked my out of the backseat, but they were stronger than me and there were more of them. It was dark out so I couldn't really make out their features, but I did know I'd never seen these men before in my life.

I heard a lot of yelling and the sounds of flesh hitting flesh.

Then everything went dark.

When the world came back to me, it wasn't a gradual thing with me slowly becoming aware of my surroundings. It was instantaneous. One second I was unconscious, the next second I was simply awake.

I was also restrained.

Well, that wouldn't do. I liked being tied up as much as the next guy, but I preferred to do it in bed with someone I liked. Not some strangers in some dark, dank room that smelled of mold and...fish?

Yeah, that was gross.

I wiggled around until I could bring my bound hands down below my feet and then in front of me. Guess all thatParkourwas paying off for me. I was limber as shit.

I stared at the ropes tying my hands together. Whoever had tied them obviously didn't know what they were doing. It was an easy knot to undue. I used my teeth to tug at the knot until it loosened enough for me to pull my hands free.

I tossed the rope to the floor and then looked around the room I was. There literally was nothing in here excerpt me. The walls were stained and the paint peeling.

That actually made me feel a little better. If this had been a state-of-the-art facility, I might not have a chance at escaping.

I climbed off the floor and walked over to the door. I wasn't surprised in the least when I found the door locked. I had expected it.

Too bad the people behind this hadn't expected me.

I pulled a small black case out of my boot and squatted down next to the door. I opened the case and pulled two silver tools out. I smirked when I had the door unlocked in less than a minute.

Took a little longer to pick the lock than I was used to, but I blamed the ache in my head for that.

I put my lock pick tools away and then pressed my ear to the door, listening for any noise. When I didn't hear anything, I cautiously opened the door and peeked out.

It was a simple hallway.

Empty, thank god.

I slid out into the hallway, locked the door again, and then started walking. I walked slowly, listening to anything that would either tell me where I was or who had taken me.

When I heard footsteps, I reached for the doorknob of the closest door. When it turned easily in my hand, I opened the door and stepped into the dark room, shutting the door behind me.

I held my breath as the footsteps got louder, passed the door I was hiding behind, and then headed down the hallway. I really hoped they weren't heading to the room I'd woken up in. Once they saw I was missing, I had no doubt they'd be searching for me.

I didn't have a lot of time to get out of here.

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