The Muscle Part Two by Michelle St. James

Author:Michelle St. James [James, Michelle St.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Women's Fiction, Contemporary Women, Romance, Contemporary, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages), Contemporary Fiction, Action & Adventure, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Crime, New Adult & College
Amazon: B017MSNFDG
Publisher: Blackthorn Press
Published: 2015-11-28T16:00:00+00:00

11

“That was not cool,” Marco said to Luca.

Luca dropped his head into his hands. “I know.”

It was just before noon on a Wednesday, and they were at a seedy little bar a few miles inland. Isabel had been nervous when she and Marco had pulled up to it, but he’d assured her Luca would be waiting, and he’d emerged from the LeFerrari as soon as Marco’s car pulled into the lot.

“I seriously thought that guy was going to put a bullet in your fucking head,” Marco said. He nodded at Isabel. “Sorry for the language.”

“It’s the least of my problems,” Isabel said, tossing back a tequila shot.

Luca almost smiled. It was a throwback to another time. A time with the Vitale family when abuse against women could see you at the bottom of the river with a concrete block tied to your foot, and when swearing would get you a shoulder squeeze from Nico hard enough to make your eyes water. Luca didn’t know what this was, this… shit show he’d landed in with Diego Fuentes.

An animal. A barbarian. A monster.

“What’s the word from the other men after what went down?” Luca asked.

“Eduardo was a little high strung. Talking about loyalty and brotherhood, all that bullshit that people like Fuentes don’t know anything about.” He turned to Isabel. “Sorry.”

Isabel laughed. “If you apologize every time you swear or insult my brother, we’ll never be able to have an uninterrupted conversation.”

“Good point,” Marco said.

“What about the other one?” Luca asked. “John. Was he Syndicate?”

“I was thinking the same thing,” Marco said. “I’ll put Elia on it.”

“Even if he was Syndicate, it doesn’t mean he’s made us. I think he might be Irish, so it’s possible he was working for Thomas O’Doyle until everything went bad,” Luca said.

“Maybe,” Marco said, tapping the bar with his giant fingers. “But I’d still rather know what we’re dealing with. The big question is what we do next. Because after that fucked up dinner last night, I’m thinking we better come up with a solution sooner rather than later.”

Luca nodded his agreement. “We need to find the video of Isabel. Once we have it, we can get her out of the house with Sofia.”

“What about copies?” Marco asked.

“If they’re on his computer, I can wipe them all at the same time,” Luca said. “Otherwise, we have to hope he doesn’t have it on some cloud somewhere, or on an external hard drive. It’s the best we can do.”

He hated that it was true. Isabel deserved a clean slate, a guarantee that she would be able to start a new life without the specter of the video hanging over her head. But this was all he could offer her — a chance. A chance and his love, because he knew now that he loved her utterly and completely. He had known it the minute he’d seen the knife between her lovely fingers at dinner. In that moment, nothing had mattered but keeping her safe and making sure that for the rest of her life, she was treated with the respect she deserved.

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