Page 64 of Hell Hath No Fury

“Just knocked around a bit, but I’m fine.”

Antoinette scans her up and down a few times before finally nodding. “Have you checked in with Antonio?”

“Not yet,” she answers, then holds up her obviously smashed phone. “I was going to but got thwarted.”

Grimacing, I retrieve my phone from my back pocket and quickly send Antonio an update. I watch the screen, anticipating those bouncing little dots, but nothing happens. “How long has he been gone?”

“I don’t know. An hour or so, maybe.”

“He may be busy,” Antoinette says. “If he’s tending to business like you, then he wouldn’t want to get his phone bloody.”

“Fair.”

A loud clang draws our attention outside. The group of us run to the door, hitting the concrete just as the hanger door swings shut. Micky and I look at each other, cursing, and then he takes off in the direction of our plane, Antoinette right on his heels.

Agatha gives me a questioning look, and I grimace and answer, “Dmitri.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” she mutters, kicking the ground with her booted foot. “You guys just let him have run of the place?”

A gasp of outrage falls out of my mouth at her vicious allegation. “Of course not. He was certainly secure when we went off in search of you.”

We stand at the bottom of the stairs just as Mickey and Antoinette are exiting the plane. Antoinette looks annoyed, and Mickey shakes his head. “Fucker is gone.”

“Goddamn it,” I spit out. “And here he said he wouldn’t try to escape. I knew we couldn’t trust that snake.”

“That’s not what he said.”

I look to Antoinette. “What?”

She rolls her eyes and then sighs. “That’snotwhat he said. He said he wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. That was the extent of his promise.”

“What an odd thing to say,” Agatha murmurs from beside me.

I check my phone again, scowling at the blank screen. “Did Antonio say where he was going?”

“I believe he was headed to see his father. And not in a happy family reunion way.”

If Antonio is going to see his father after speaking to Dmitri, that can only mean one thing.

“Mickey, are the guys headed this way?”

Mickey nods. “They’re a couple of hours behind us.”

“How the fuck are they only a couple of hours behind us?” Antoinette asks. “It must’ve taken them a fair amount of time to get loose and get to a plane.”

“Camilla rescued them, and then Declan showed up.”

Antoinette gives him an impatient look. “And?”

“Declan has the super-fast jet,” Mickey explains rather sheepishly, and I can’t help but laugh.

“Of course he does,” Antoinette mutters, though the corners of her mouth twitch as she forces herself not to smile.

“You stay here and wait for them,” I instruct Mickey. “We’re going to go rescue Antonio.”

“How will I know where to find you?”

Agatha raises her hand, and I reply, “We still have tabs on Aggie.”

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