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“Will he?” Sean still wasn’t precisely sure he wanted his cousin dead, though it’d be impossible for him to explain why not.
“He loves you, Sean, and he knows you love your cousin, even if he is behaving like an idiot right now.” Sean’s heart pulsed at those words, so clearly spoken, as if Enzo loving him was an obvious fact, not the most bizarre thing on earth. “He will do everything he can to keep your cousin safe. But if it comes down to Enzo or Declan in a fight...”
“I’d pick Enzo any day,” Sean said.
Chapter 21 - Enzo
Enzo regained consciousness in a big empty warehouse that looked a little like a movie set for where a villain might hide out. It was frankly a little embarrassing that he had allowed himself to be knocked out by a guy who was behaving like a Hollywood villain. A science teacher that was behaving like a Hollywood villain, for fuck’s sake. He rolled his neck, taking stock of his surroundings. His head hurt like a bitch.
But Moss had a plan, and that plan had involved Enzo going down easy. Moss’s plans were as full of unnecessary theatrics as this ridiculous warehouse was. Enzo clocked the exits, noted that Declan seemed to be alone, and decided it was time to announce that he was conscious.
“You didn’t have to knock me out, man. Haven’t you ever heard of asking nicely?”
Declan was across the room, leaning against a table, typing on a laptop, and he startled when Enzo spoke. He had done a terrible job with the knots around Enzo’s wrists, but Enzo faked like he was adequately tied up. Escaping now would probably ruin whatever Moss’s plan was. “Yes, I did.”
“Is that a meat hook? You have me in a warehouse with a rack of meat hooks like a serial killer?”
Declan stared at the rack of meat hooks. “Is that what meat hooks look like?” He looked a little confused and not a little stressed out.
“Yes. It’s like we’re on the set of a horror movie and you’re about to do terrible things to me,” Enzo said. “You couldn’t have taken me to an apartment or something? You had to find a creepy old warehouse.”
“It’s one of Sean’s shipping warehouses. Is it that creepy? I don’t think it’s creepy.” He looked around, frowning. And not for the first time, it occurred to Enzo that Declan had been a regular guy before all of this with a normal job. As a science teacher, for fuck’s sake. This was not the kind of thing he should have been involved in.
“Pretty damn creepy,” Enzo said.
“I think that dragging an unconscious two-hundred pound guy down the hall of my apartment complex might have raised some eyebrows, don’t you?” Declan walked closer, crossing his arms over his chest. Enzo noted the location of the laptop and that Declan had left files open. Declan was a little shorter than Sean and built lean like his cousin. Enzo out-muscled him by far. And he was beautiful, with angular features that had an almost ethereal quality. Basically, he didn’t look like a threat.
Enzo thought about that for a moment. “Fair. So what exactly is the plan here? Why have you taken me?”
“There’s no plan. But they have my sister. I need help. And sitting in that cell wasn’t getting her out of danger.” He rubbed the back of his neck for a minute.
“Why grab me?” Enzo asked, genuinely curious. Moss had wanted Declan to grab Enzo. That had been part of his ridiculous plan, but Enzo still hadn’t expected it.
“You seemed to be the most likely to care about helping an innocent woman and the least likely to kill me.” That was a bizarre conclusion, considering the things Declan had done to India and Sean.
“So, to be clear, India and Sean are the most important people in my life. You’ve hurt them both, so I don’t have any sympathy for you,” Enzo said. He frowned because that wasn’t exactly how he’d meant to put that, but it was how it had come out, and it was true, so he left it.
“More important than your family?”
“They are my family. You hurt them, you’ve got 220 pounds of ex-military man with rage to deal with. Got it?”
Declan sat down in a chair across from Enzo and sighed. “They have my sister, man. I didn’t know what to do.”
“Remember when India was trying to tell you that Moss would definitely help?” Enzo said, frowning. “Moss will definitely help. He’s a little psychotic about things like this. But you can trust him. He’s one of the good guys. I’m just the staff.”
“But you’re also one of the good guys.”
Enzo shrugged. “Maybe.”
“They said I couldn’t bring anyone in. They will kill her if I make a wrong move. Even if I were to trust the crazy guy, an entire agency of elite security professionals would probably be noticed.”
“‘They?’ Who are we working against, again?”
“My uncles, of course. You knew that. They tried to pull Sean’s business into theirs, which is basically organized crime, and Sean resisted. They’ve tried to kill him dozens of times, but he started to keep things wrapped up tight with his personal security after the first time. So, over a year ago, they grabbed Freya and have been threatening her every time they need a favor. Every time they want to get close to him, I have to choose between my sister and my cousin.”
“Well, that’s fucked up. And you have no plan to get her back?”
“I don’t know. But I can’t simply form a paramilitary strike team and go in guns blazing, and if I do, I think Freya will be dead before I even get there.” He started pacing around the room. “I didn’t want any part of this life, not even of Sean’s business and the money, and they all sucked me in any way.”
