Becoming the Hitman (Zanetti Famiglia Book 5) by Hayley Faiman

Author:Hayley Faiman [Faiman, Hayley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hayley Faiman Books, LLC
Published: 2021-01-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

RENZO

I’m not surprised to see a car waiting for us on the tarmac. However, I am surprised to see that Gavino is standing next to the waiting car. There is another figure at the back of the car and I assume that it’s Paul, Gavino’s driver.

“My boss,” I explain, jerking my chin toward Gavino and the car.

“I’m not—I’m not in a position to meet him,” she whispers as she runs her fingers over her face, specifically where her bruising is the heaviest.

Lifting my hand, I wrap my fingers around her wrist and tug it gently away from her face. “He knows what happened. He doesn’t expect you to look like anyone other than yourself,” I explain.

Her eyes fill with unshed tears and I watch as she blinks them away. She clears her throat, then nods as she squares her shoulders bravely. False bravado works in this case. She’s going to need it facing Gavino.

Together we walk out of the plane, down the small staircase, and head toward the waiting car. Paul jerks his chin as he jogs past me to collect the baggage. Lifting my hand, I give him my small thanks with a wave.

“Gavino, this is Siobahn,” I introduce as soon as we are close enough for him to hear me.

Placing my hand at the small of her back, I apply a bit of pressure to hopefully give her the reassurance that I have no doubt she needs.

Gavino smirks, dipping his chin as he looks down at her. “Fuck, I had zero clue how to pronounce your name, bella.”

Siobahn smiles up at him and shakes her head once. “It’s not common here?”

Gavino grins. “No, it’s not. Shi-vawn is definitely not spelled that way.” He steps to the side, holding out his hand to the back door. “Ready?” he asks.

Siobahn looks from him, then turns her head to look back at me. “Ready,” she breathes. The way she says it, she doesn’t mean just to get in the car, no, she means so much more.

Gavino gives her a wink and opens the door for her. “Just a minute, cuoricino,” I murmur. She looks over to me and shoots me a small smile with a slight nod.

Closing the door, I jerk my chin away from the car in a silent question for Vino to follow me and step away from the car. Paul gives us a wave in a signal that he’s ready. I can’t leave, not yet, not until I tell Gavino exactly what I’ve discovered.

“You said you had something for me?”

Nodding my head once, I cross my arms over my chest. “The files are being sent through the post, we’ll have them soon. There were too many to attempt to carry.”

“Good God, there were that many?”

“He tracked everything, Vino. Sales, trades, barters, and eventual deaths, not just on his personal girls, but on every single one that he took.”

“What a fucking tool,” he growls.

“Gets worse.”

He frowns, crossing his arms over his chest as he watches me and waits for what I’m about to say next.

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