Page 67 of Psycho

“Noted,” I say, while my three brothers watch me, expecting me to tell him to go fuck himself. Another day, perhaps, but not today. Until I find Hadley, I’ll act like a goddamn choir boy if I have to.

Benji stands with all four De Luca brothers with him, and then other people I don’t know. Max quickly introduces them.

He points out a tiny blonde.

“My sister, Mia. Technically, she’s in charge. Remember what I said, respect.”

He continues on, “Hunter, Jade, Nash, and Trevor. This is my team, and they will accompany us.”

Benji clears his throat, and I watch the tiny man as he begins to talk.

“Hadley, before she disappeared and became Anastasia, was married to Carlo Bianchi, brother of Enzo Bianchi.”

Domenic groans, while he runs a hand through his hair.

“Fuck.”

I don’t doubt that information hits him hard, considering what Enzo did to his wife for a year. He nearly lost her permanently. The Bianchis are all disgusting men. They went after Damian De Luca, and his ex-girlfriend at the time. I was convinced, at one point, that they’d take out the entire De Luca family.

“Carlo has been putting hits on her for years, but nobody could find her, because your father facilitated a name change for her. Tell me about Jimmy.”

I rub at my chest, because the ache is fucking unbearable.

“Jimmy Valentine. Bloody Valentine is his gang. Most of them were eliminated a while back, but he’s still around.”

The expression on Bones’ face shows a lightbulb going off. I don’t think he realized the connection until just now, which is odd.

“My buddy Sin had some issues in Vegas with them. I personally eliminated many of them.”

Benji nods, as he stuffs his hands into his pockets.

“It appears, without the rest of his gang, Jimmy may be trying to create something new with Bianchi. Jimmy has been visiting him in the prison, and according to a few people on the inside, he’s bringing in drugs. Also, as Domenic probably remembers well, his house was set on fire. The Bianchis were all arsonists, so it makes sense to me.”

“Any idea where she is?”

Benji shakes his head, as he eyes me warily.

“I really don’t have anything solid on that front, but I think he may be using Bianchi properties. I have a list for you, and I don’t have any order for them.”

Rising off the couch, I walk over to him. “Can I see?”

He hands me the list, and I go through it. Nine fucking properties scattered. It could take us a goddamn month to rule these out, and still not have a clue where Hadley is.

“Any of these have a substantial outside area? Forest like areas? That’s his thing.”

Bones arches an eyebrow at me once again, probably wondering how I know so much about Jimmy.

I hold up my hands in defense, knowing what he’s thinking.

“We are not fucking friends. I knew a girl years ago, that had a long relationship with him.”

I’m using the term relationship a little loosely. He fucked her, that part was consensual, but the repeated beatings were not. I wanted to kill him, but my father ordered me to stand down because it wasn’t Bonetti related, and we don’t rescue women.

Unless they are ours. Hadley is mine, and I know my father would approve. Although, it wouldn’t matter if he didn’t.

“You want to start with the property that backs into the woods then, Psycho?” Max asks, and I nod appreciatively, ready to get this shit started, and find Hadley before it’s too fucking late.

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

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