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“We’ve got to go!” I shouted. “Get her up and to our vehicles. Abel ride with her and make sure she doesn’t cause any problems.”
With a nod, he exited the room, accompanied by the men who were holding the Ghost, as she shot a fierce glare at Alessandro.
The clock was ticking, and there was no longer any time to lose. I hated that Alessandro had to find out he had been sleeping withthe enemy. He’d have questions, but now was not the time. We had to get out of here. Our questions, as well as his, would have to wait.
Chapter Thirty-Three
YOU AIMED FOR LANEY, WHY?
Aaliyah
In all the time I had known Alessandro, I had never seen him so enraged. His calm demeanor was replaced with a seething anger. He was very protective of Chantal and me, but his attitude had changed since Laney’s murder and his tolerance for bullshit had definitely changed since then. At this moment, I wouldn’t want to trade places with Celia Calderon.
She found herself bound to the same chair Agent Grasso had been tied to in the Chapel. The floorboards had been meticulously scrubbed, erasing any trace of his blood, just like the chair she was sitting in. If you didn’t know what this place was used for, you’d never guess that it had been the site of any deaths.
Right now, it was just the two of us in here. I made the guards leave to give us a little girl time before the boys came into play.
A smirk played on her lips, causing me to arch my brow in curiosity. “It was a mistake not killing me when you had a chance you know,” I said. “You aimed for Laney. Why?”
Her response was nonchalant as she simply shrugged her shoulders.
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Let me guess, you’re in love with Alessandro.”
Her eyes narrowed, and a tense silence hung in the air as she refused to respond. However, the memory of how she looked at him in her bedroom lingered in my mind, and her current silence confirmed my suspicions.
She was deeply in love with Alessandro. Either he knew and he let her know it would never be anything more than just sex or she was trying to get rid of the one person she thought was her competition for his love.
I would say he let her know. I’d known him for a while, and he didn’t string women along. Because he was an honorable man, they always tried to change him.
“You knew Alessandro had feelings for someone, but you didn’t know who she was until my wedding day. Am I right?”
She sat there, her lips tightly pressed together, refusing to utter a single word.
“Did you confess your love for him, and he turned you down?” I asked with a teasing chuckle, not intending to belittle her feelings, but rather to get under her skin. And I believe Alessandro was the perfect way to do that.
“You don’t know anything about me bitch!” she screamed. “And when I get out of here, I’m going to kill you.”
“You’re right, I don’t know anything about you, Celia,” I said. “But I do know your work and you never miss. That day I should have died, but instead Laney did. The question is why? There was nothing important about Laney in the context of being connected to the Rizzo’s or your contract to kill me. I wracked my brain for so long on why the infamous Ghost missed. But you didn’t miss, did you Celia? When I saw Alessandro, it clicked. Jealousy.”
“I wasn’t jealous of that bitch!” she shouted. “She was nothing more than a quick lay for him.”
I definitely hit a nerve.
“Your anger says something different,” I said. “You do know they weren’t together when you killed her right?”
As she glared at me, her eyes burned with a fiery intensity, making me realize that it didn’t matter that they weren’t together. She saw Laney as an obstacle. What she failed to see was Laney would also be an obstacle in death.
“What did you see?” I asked. “Was it the way he looked at her? The longing in his eyes? The way he daydreamed it was her and his big day instead of mine and Tony’s?”
She vigorously shook her head back and forth, as if trying to shake off a persistent thought. “Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!”
Just as I was about to ask more questions, the door swung open, and Antonio and Alessandro walked into the room. Celia’s eyes were immediately drawn to Alessandro, and through them, her love for him glowed. She loved Alessandro with everything in her. But that love would not save her.
Alessandro and Tony walked down the aisle, their footsteps echoing softly in the hushed room.
“Alessandro,” she said, her voice strained as she tugged at the tight restraints. “Get me out of here.”
“Is it true?” he asked.
