Page 103 of Inferno

“Oh, I’m really going in free.”

I’ve known all along it was a damn tracker. That’s how the asshole found me when I did escape.

“I fear they would easily spot it’s a tracker, then your cover’s blown.” He pauses.

“Well, that’s what I told Vlad,” he says with a menacing grin.

“Thank you.”

It gives me a shot. A real one. After Tatiana was shot, the dynamics have changed in the house. Vlad is away more. Distracted. The timing is right, hit him when he’s weaker.

“What is this, some sort of cult?” I frown.

Looking at the five guys in balaclavas, tailored black suits, standing with fucking AK-47s around the helicopter.

“You’re positive you’ve got nothing that can be classed as a weapon?” Drago asks, keeping his eyes on the men in front.

“I mean, my boot laces are about the only weapon I have now.”

I can disarm just about anyone with a weapon at close range. I don’t need one myself when I can beat them to the ground and take theirs.

“Good luck, Charlotte.”

“Who really is Enzo? Vlad wanted him in Italy, and now this? Wouldn’t it be better for me to be going after him? The actual source?”

It’s the one bit of information my husband wants and could be my key to freedom if The Master talks.

This guy is a threat. I can tell by the way my husband says his name. There is fear in his eyes.

I like that.

I want to find this Enzo guy.

Drago stills.

“What about Enzo?” He scratches at his stubble.

“I don’t know. That’s the whole point.” I throw my hands up and quickly shove them back down.

“Do not under any circumstances go after Enzo in there, Charlotte. Fuck!”

He slams his fist against the dashboard, a sharp cracking sound echoing in the otherwise silent car.

“Okay. Okay. I won’t hunt him down.”

But maybe I can snoop. Or find the information out for myself and keep quiet.

“You swear? This is important. All our lives depend on that. We don’t want him. We just want the intel. The more we have to threaten Vlad with, the stronger our position.”

I swallow the lump in my throat. I feel like I’m missing some important puzzle pieces here, and it’s pissing me off.

“Once I get out of here, you and I need to talk. You gotta fill me in so I can take that bastard out. I can’t keep doing this blind. Intel is everything. You told me that!”

With a sudden movement, I fling my arms out, only to have him seize them. His grip is strong, holding my arms tightly at my sides.

“Do not make them think we’re arguing. I promise we will talk. There is a reason why I am where I am in that family. It’sgiven me enough power to keep you alive, but it isn’t enough yet to make our final play for your freedom. We need the information, but we must not involve Enzo, okay? We have to stay off his radar.”

He knows something more, or he’s protecting someone that isn’t me.

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