Page 50 of The Prizes We Win
“The two of you can have a dick-measuring contest later,” Mac butts in.
“Cormac Donovan-McDermott,” Harper hisses.
“What? I just mean that they can be mad at each other later. Right now we have to move.”
“As obnoxious as he is and as much as it pains me to say,” Ronan says with a roll of his eyes, “Mac’s right. The longer we stand here, the worse shape we could find him in.”
“If either of you get hurt”—he points between me and Joe—“I’ll kill you myself.”
“Oh so I’ll just get fucked then,” Dante grumbles.
“You know what I mean.”
“Guys!” Joe snaps. “Are we going or are we going?”
Luca looks at the Donovan-McDermotts. “You guys got gear?”
Mac grins. “In the car.”
“Meet in the garage in ten.”
The three of them nod before each of them kisses Harper goodbye.
“Harp, make yourself at home. We will see you soon,” Luca tells her before kissing her on the cheek.
“See you all soon.” Her gentle voice calms me slightly.
The four of us quickly get our gear and climb into the elevator. I open my mouth to say something to Joe, but she holds up her hand to stop me. “If any of you lecture me about being careful or ask if I’m okay one more time I’m going to come unglued. And considering I just shot my own dad in the head, that’s saying a lot.”
“Josephine…” Luca’s voice is laced with concern but he doesn’t say anything else.
Relenting, she sighs and says, “I will be as careful as I can be, and I’m okay as I can be right now. I’ll have time to emotionally unpack everything later, but right now… right now I just want him home.”
“Home?” I ask her.
“Yeah. Home. With me. With you. With all of us.Home.”
We’re silent the rest of the way down, and when the door opens we immediately see Ronan, Mac, and Finn standing in front of their Lamborghini Urus. “Let’s take the wagon,” Dante says, but we all pause once we reach it.
Enzo drives.
“I’ve got it.” Josephine grabs the keys from Dante’s hands. All three of us pinch our brows in confusion, and she winks. “You boys continue to underestimate me.”
“Well alright then.” Luca shrugs before turning to look back in the direction of the Donovan-McDermotts. “Follow us there.When we get to Katya’s the four of us will go in. The three of you be on standby and be ready to move to a new location. It’s unlikely Enzo will be there, but she’s going to know where he is. There’s no way her bakery has the exit to a Bratva escape tunnel and she’s not in-the-know.”
“Got it,” Ronan says with a nod.
Joe throws the driver’s door open. “Move it or lose it, gentlemen.”
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Enzo
“Fuck. You,” I snarl before spitting a mouthful of blood right in Maxim’s face.
“Again,” Andrei commands, and Maxim lands another punch right in my mouth.
I smile sinisterly, my teeth covered in blood. “That all you got?”
