Page 54 of Filthy Desire

Gio parked on Farrington Street and checked his phone again. Kara was only a block away. Her signal hadn’t moved. Hopefully, that was a good sign.

Roman pulled up behind him and got out of his vehicle, walking over to Gio’s window.

“Where to, boss?”

“The abandoned building on the next corner, number 25. It’s three floors and a basement. She’s probably downstairs.”

Roman nodded.

“I’ll go in first and head to the basement, you cover me,” Gio whispered.

“Let’s do it.”

Gio grabbed his gun and slipped out of the car. He was going into that building with his weapon and his rage. But he was coming out with his woman.

No question.

Gio slipped out of the car and he and Roman walked to the corner to scope out the building. It was a dilapidated low-rise with a ‘for lease’ sign on it. The place was nothing but broken windows and crumbling brick. He crept along the periphery, listening for any signs of life but it was difficult with the traffic noise nearby. There weren’t many people wandering about in this ratty section of the neighborhood, which worked in their favor.

He entered the back door and waited, listening. He heard a voice, but it was faint, muffled. It sounded like it was coming from downstairs.

Roman and his four men entered the building and waited for Gio’s command. Gio pointed to his ear and then down. Roman nodded, motioning that they would follow him.

“Two on the front entrance,” Gio whispered.

Roman gave hand signals to his men and two of them headed back out to the front of the building.

Gio pushed off his shoes, walking barefoot the rest of the way. They crept along the cold concrete steps, as quiet as they could. They kept walking until they got to the basement entrance, to find the door broken and hanging off the hinges.

The voice was loud now. It was a man’s voice. There was yelling and then the loud crash of glass breaking.

Gio turned to Roman and held up his hand. Three fingers.

Three. Two. One.

Go.

They entered the basement, guns drawn. The lighting was dim, but enough to make out the necessary details.

Colton was standing on the far side of the room with his back to them, his phone to one ear and a gun in his other hand.

Where was Kara? Gio looked left, then right and then he saw her. She was against the far wall, tied to a chair with a dirty rag in her mouth. As soon as she saw him, tears began to stream down her face.

“I said I want that plane ready and fueled in three hours! I don’t care about a flight plan, just get it ready. I have places to go!” Colton yelled, then shoved his phone in his back pocket.

“There’s only one place you’re going, you stupid son of a bitch.”

Colton turned suddenly and aimed his gun, but it was too late.

Gio pulled the trigger and shot Colton in the leg. Colton dropped to his knees and then fell back.

Gio ran over and kicked the gun out of Colton’s hand, then pressed his foot to Colton’s bleeding thigh.

Colton screamed and his agony was so fucking satisfying to Gio.

“If I had the time, I would torture you. But I have other priorities now. Say hello to your brother for me.”

Gio shot Colton again, this time, in the head.

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