Page 12 of If Tomorrow Never Comes

Painfully, we decided to give them a few more days to contact us. If they do not—we will split up. Half our men will go to Geraldo’s house in Miami. The other group, including myself, Declan, and Liam, will head to the island.

Time’s up,fuckers. My men and Declan’s are ready and have their orders. Half are stationed outside of Geraldo’s home as we speak. The rest of them are with us.

We are on a military-grade helicopter heading over to the island when a text from an unknown number comes in.Attached is a video. Liam and Declan lean over their seats. With trembling fingers I hit play.

A rush of profanities collectively leaves our mouths as the video progresses. Madison is chained to restraints attached to the ceiling. She hangs there, feet dangling. Panic written all over her beautiful face. Her arms and neck are thoroughly bruised. Duct tape covers her smart mouth. Diego—as in Selena’s brother—has his back turned to us as he slices Madison’s clothes off her.

“I am going to fucking slaughter all of them. There won’t be a Cuban-Miami Syndicate left when I’m done with them. Fuck!” Liam bellows from beside me.

The video wraps up and Selena is screaming something in the background at her brother—the fuckingBone Breaker.

El Rompe Huesos.

I have this sickening feeling that once we go in, not all of us will be making it out.It doesn’t matter.That’s the cost of war. No one touches our women and gets away with it.

“Diego is the fuckingBone Breaker?!” Liam booms. He’s pacing the small space now.

Declan is pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head in disbelief.

This is becoming a goddamn nightmare.

We’re hoveringover the estate. A decoy explosion was dropped at the front entrance, giving us an opening to head through the back. Geraldo’s men start shooting at us and we return fire killing off a good amount of them.

Liam was supposed to wait for my signal to propel down, but that thick-headed eejit decided to move. He slides down the rope, shooting every fucker in his path.

Landing on the upper deck of the estate, he runs stealthily towards a glass sliding door. With the butt of the gun slungaround his chest, he shatters the glass. I lose sight of him as he disappears behind it.Damn it, Liam.

Declan and I propel down at the same time. We land a level lower, near the beach, at the back entrance of the home. Gunshots erupt from all over. Another helicopter approaches the front of the house.

Our backup.

There are two men stationed at the back door. Dec and I look at each other and nod, silently communicating. Dec takes out the guy on the right and I do the same to the one on the left. I reach for the handle of the sliding door, and by some miracle, it’s unlocked. Quietly, we creep inside…it’s empty.Good.

“I’ll let the guys in through the front. Find Liam before you start destroying the place.” Declan points upstairs.

“Be careful. Maeve will have my balls if we don’t bring you home.”

“Aye.” I can hear his quiet laughter as I ascend the staircase.

I make my way to the landing. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up at what’s before me. There in the middle of the hallway is Selena. Geraldo has a gun pressed to her head. I raise mine and take a hesitant step forward.

“Kil. Don’t. Hewillkill me,” she sobs. Tears are streaming down her face. “I never betrayed you, Kil. I love you more than anything.”

“Shut your mouth,sobrina.” Geraldo’s wrinkled, leathery hand covers her mouth. Turning to me he raises his voice, “I told you not to come here, Killian. And yet you have thecajones to stand in front of me right now.” Selena’s eyes are screaming a silent plea to go.Fuck that. I’m not leaving until she and Madison are with us, and Geraldo and the rest of his men are dead.

“Selena is coming with me. We can have a peaceful alliance again, Geraldo. It doesn’t have to be this way. Just let her go. Letthemgo.”

“I’m not a forgiving man, Killian. But in my old age, I find myself giving out a few rare second chances. I am changing my offer. You can take Selena with you to do as you please with her. I will be keeping Madison and whoever else my men have captured in your little ambush. Madison will no longer be staying in the dungeon. I think she would warm my bed well or perhaps I’ll gift her to my nephew—El Rompe Huesos. She will do well pumping out a bunch of his heirs. I won’t be around forever.”

He shrugs like he doesn’t give a fuck about his niece or that an innocent woman will become a slave to one of the most vile men in the history of the mafia. His name is whispered around the underworld. Stories so grueling, you can’t tell what is real and what is fabricated.

I still can’t believe it is Diego.

It’s as if my thoughts summon the devil himself. At the mention of his name, he steps out of the shadows and into the hallway holding a gun to Madison’s head.Jesus Christ. There are bloody handprints on her face and blood smeared across her lips.

“Take the deal, Killian. Liam is already dead. Madison has nothing left to live for. She’s already agreed to stay here if you take Selena and go.” Diego plays with her hair, “I happen to like this one. I think she would make a great little pet. Thank you, tío.”

Liam’s…dead? No.No.That can’t be true. I told that bastard to just wait. He’s bluffing.

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