Scars and Silk 1 (The Calvetti Crime Family) by Rose Harper

Author:Rose Harper [Harper, Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rose Publishing
Published: 2018-10-22T16:00:00+00:00

9

GAVINO

“You don’t have to do this,” she whimpers, clawing at my hand.

“Oh, yes, I do. You’re the only skeleton left in my goddamn closet, and I’m setting your ass free.”

Releasing the safety, I put the blunt tip of the gun between her eyes. “Say your prayers, Sky, because they will be your last.”

One heartbeat, then two—her eyes stay trained on mine as I watch the tears build. Her chin quivers. Her body shakes. She finally realize that her path to survival is also one filled with twists and turns, leading her straight to the devil instead of her guardian angel.

I pull back the hammer.

All thoughts and feelings dissipate, leaving me feeling like an empty shell.

Then … my phone vibrates against my chest.

After throwing Skylah in the trunk, I had texted Valentino and told him how much of an asshole he and the others were for giving me this assignment. So, for them pushing me to the brink of insanity, I decided to push him and demand things in return. I told him if he didn’t have the items I’d requested in said text message, all bets were off, and I was going to put a bullet between her eyes. I still may. I haven’t decided yet.

No, I’d want to draw it out. Make her torment long and torturous.

Needless to say, all those items on my list are being delivered or have already been delivered and set up. He knew I was serious because I almost always chose to call someone instead of text them.

I hate that. Texting takes the emotional aspect out of the conversation. Even though I’m an emotionless bastard, I need to know what other people around me are thinking and feeling—how they do or don’t react to something I say.

So, for me to text him, he knew I meant business, and I wasn’t going to fuck with any of them. All they had to do was deny one request—just one—and I would be playing target practice with this little slut from here to Timbuktu.

Narrowing my eyes down at her, I inwardly wage war at allowing my finger to pull the trigger or answer the phone. I don’t know who the fuck it is, but I do know they wouldn’t be calling me if it wasn’t important. I only give my number out to my familia and the members of the Brotherhood. So, it’s either one or the other, and I hope like shit it isn’t a member of my familia.

Still unable to choose between answering it and capping her, the call ends up going to voice mail, with the reminder vibration letting me know the caller left a message. The gloomy silence of the abandoned street is all that surrounds us as I come to terms with what I have to do.

Being who I am, nothing is supposed to faze me. However, seeing a blast from the past like Skylah Bow has completely slayed me. It’s making me second-guess every one of my actions. Unlike what I would normally do—shoot first and ask questions later.

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