Conheartists by K. Webster

Author:K. Webster [Webster, K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: novel
Publisher: K Webster & J.D. Hollyfield
Published: 2019-11-14T06:00:00+00:00

Luca

There’s No Place Like Home

I want to tear her Dorothy costume from her body with my teeth. And I’m seconds from doing it when we get a text from Death.

Mr. Death: Call me now.

Frannie’s eyes widen. “We still have a couple of hours, though. Why does he want us to call him now?”

My heart gallops in my chest. If anything happened to Lindsay or Cala, I don’t know what I’ll do. I notice a slight tremble in my hand as I dial him. Frannie gives my thigh a comforting squeeze.

“Let me speak to her,” he practically growls.

“Are the girls okay?”

“You’ll know the second I speak to Francis.” His tone is icy and furious.

I flip it to speaker phone. “She’s here.”

“Hi,” she squeaks out, terror shining in her eyes.

He lets out a relieved sigh. Relieved? Why the hell does he want Francis?

“Has he hurt you?” Mr. Death asks. As if he fucking cares.

“No,” she snips. “Have you hurt them?”

I clutch her hand over my thigh, silently thanking her.

“The girls are fine,” he assures her.

“I want to speak to them.”

“Cala just went down for a nap.”

“Why do you want me?” Frannie’s voice cracks. “Why me?”

He’s silent for a moment. “We can talk later.”

“I want to talk now,” Frannie says bravely. “Please.”

“You’re important,” he says with a sigh.

“To whom?”

Rather than answering, I hear him say something to someone. Then, Lindsay mutters, “Luca.”

“Lindsay,” I rush out. “Fuck, are you okay? I’m coming for you.”

“I’m fine,” she says, fire in her words. “Perfectly fine. Just…just get here in one piece, will you? Don’t let Rossi’s men get to you.”

“He told you about that?”

“That they’re trying to kill you at every turn? Yes,” she seethes. “I’m pissed about it too.”

“That’s enough,” Mr. Death tells her.

“No,” she barks out. “You’re going to let me talk to my brother.”

I wait for him to fight her on it, but he doesn’t. Who is this fucker?

“Listen to me,” Lindsay says. “Focus on you. Cala and I are okay. If anything, we could use the vacation.” Her voice is tight, but I hear the truth in her words. Anything—even being Mr. Death’s captive—is better than taking her clothes off every night for dirty, handsy bastards.

“When I get you back, I swear to God you won’t have to work at that club any longer. We can take a family vacation. Go somewhere fun. Take Cala on a boat or some shit. It’ll be great, I promise.” My voice wobbles with emotion. “I’m going to take care of you, sis. I always have.”

“I’m a big girl,” Lindsay says. “You don’t have to always be there for me.”

I hate that we’re airing our laundry in front of Death and Frannie, but I don’t care in this moment. “I’ll always be there for the two of you. I got you away from that mean ass bitch who shit us out, I can get you away from the one who holds you hostage too.”

“I can handle Mr. Death,” Lindsay sneers. “Don’t worry about me.”

“You’re done here,” Mr.

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