Page 134 of The Tempted

“So help me God when I find out who it is.”

I stared at him dropping the blade from his neck as I took a step back wondering if he was right. Had Victor known all along that the Fed was Jack’s brother? If he did, there wasn’t a doubt in my mind, just as there wasn’t a doubt in Jack’s that the Pastore family took care of their problem by killing Danny Parrish.

Jack took a step toward me. “You swear you didn’t know anything about this!”

I lifted my eyes to his.

“I didn’t know a goddamn thing.”

“Find out who the fuck is responsible Bianci. Get me a fucking name, proof, whatever, but if you fail to deliver I’m holding you responsible.” He glared at me through his bloodshot eyes.

Grief was a fucked up thing, it turned good people into bad and bad people into terrorists. Jack Parrish wouldn’t let this one slide he wasn’t going to stop until his own hand tortured his brother’s assassin. He’d make whoever did this pay, or he’d do as he promised hours ago and he’d fucking rip apart anyone who ever meant anything to anyone involved in the Pastore crime family.

Adrianna’s face flashed before my eyes and that was all the drive I needed. I turned around and grabbed the back of Jack’s cut, spinning him to face me.

“I’m going to find out who killed your brother, Jack,” I vowed.

He stared at me vengefully not saying a word. I didn’t know if he believed that I’d find out who killed Danny, but by the look in his eyes, he didn’t care either way. He was going to avenge his brother’s murder and there wasn’t a man powerful enough to stop him. The case the Feds were building on Victor may have gone up in smoke that night but the Pastore family had much bigger problems now. We were all fucked.

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