He looked at me in disgust.
“God, I wish I could have seen Kai Madden’s face when he realized what happened to you. Though knowing that boy, I’m sure he’ll move on faster than you would last in that place.”
What place?
What was he talking about?
I shook my head. Kai wasn’t like that. He would search for me. I was sure he was searching for me now. I hoped he wouldn’t be too late.
God. Please don’t let him be too late.
Frank laughed maniacally. “No? You really believe the boy cares? Please, you’re just another pussy to him. The King’s Men are all slimy bastards, and they got lucky, dominating the drug distribution ring. William and Bennett had made it easy for them, teaming up with those useless bastards in the Mansen Brotherhood. I could have been great if my fucking brother didn’t put so many members of the Bratva into prison. He got what he deserved. He could have been smart and worked with the Savkin Bratva. Like me. I’m gonna fucking win my bid as mayor with their help, and we’re going to take down the King’s Men.”
He wasn’t even sad that his brother was dead. William was a piece of shit, but I always thought they at least cared for each other. Hadn’t they?
Had they even cared about my dad?
I remembered the funeral.
Everyone looked so sad. Or, at least, it had seemed that way, but perhaps I misinterpreted it all?
I didn’t even know anymore.
Something beeped, and it took me a moment to realize it was his phone. Something moved across the room, but I couldn’t bring myself to care anymore.
If I had felt hopeless upon waking up, it was nothing compared to how I was feeling now.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket.
Please, just get me out of here.
Perhaps I could provoke him enough to knock me out.
I didn’t—
“What the fuck?”
Frank’s voice was full of panic.
He looked up with…
Fear?
I blinked in confusion before a shadow loomed over us. My eyes moved to the man who’d suddenly appeared, and I frowned, so sure he was a figment of my imagination.
He had to be.
Frank froze, then put his hand up in the air when Kai pushed a gun against the back of his head.
When Kai spoke, his voice was low. He was wearing his angry face. “What is it that you said about the King’s Men? That we’re weak?”
“Nah, son, I think he said something about us being slimy bastards,” Dominic said, coming into view.
I realized now I wasn’t hallucinating.
I cried as I kept my eyes on Kai.
Oh, God. He found me.
