I go there and practically break the door down trying to get in.

I’m like a homicidal maniac as I rush in and when I see her sorting through some paperwork I grab her and hold her to me.

“I missed you too,” she chuckles and pulls away from me, kissing the edge of my chin.

“Baby, are you okay?” I blurt in one go, my hands still shaking. I’m shaking like a motherfucker on crack. I want to kill, I want to explode. I want blood.

“I’m fine. They sent me gold napkins but…” she pauses when she sees my reaction. “What’s going on Salvatore?”

I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out.

Cora… she’s dead.

Killed.

Murdered.

Killed because she’s linked to me.

Killed. Murdered. Mimi knew her. She mother hens those girls at the club. Even the ones she can’t stand. She takes care of them. They killed Cora because she said she was mine.

Fuck.

“Salvatore you’re scaring me,” Mimi says.

My phone buzzes in my back pocket with a series of texts. I know I should call Pa. Vincent and the boys were on the street last night all night looking.

I pick up my phone and see a missed call from Nick and Gabe. I’m about to call Gabe first when the phone starts ringing. It’s Vincent.

I answer straight away.

“Vin… you okay?” I ask quickly, pressing the phone to my ear.

“I don’t … think so Salvatore.” His voice… it sounds weird. Like he’s far away. Like he’s far, far away and talking through a sieve.

“What’s wrong brother?” I ask and Mimi steps closer.

“There’s a… red. Redness is on her head,” Vincent states. “My girl. It’s all red, on her head. Red on her shirt and her eyes are closed. Her lips are so blue, Salvatore. I can’t get her… to move. We should go to the hospital. They said … the paramedics said if we can move we can go to the hospital and they can fix her.”

My hand flies up to my mouth and I can’t process what he’s saying to me.

“Vincent is Sorcha moving?” I ask and Mimi instantly looks panicked.

“No, she won’t move unless I move her arm. So cold. She’s so cold. Baby please get up. Salvatore help me! Help me brother! Come and help me.” He starts sobbing and my soul shatters.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Salvatore

Mimi starts crying,but I don’t spare a moment to absorb what’s happening. I take her hand and we go.

We leave and go to Vincent’s house which …God.There are bullet holes in the door.

There are bullet holes in the wall.

There are dead men on the floor—guards.

Vincent’s security guards lie on the floor dead. Bullet holes in their bodies. Ten of them. I knew them.