Bound by Duty (Born in Blood Mafia Chronicles #2)(65)

Dante walked up to me and touched my upper arms lightly. “I didn’t ask what you decided. I didn’t think you’d kill me. I asked what you told Antonio. There’s a difference.”

“I pretended to agree with his plan. I worried he’d find another way to kill you.”

“Probably. And I bet he would have tried to kill you too.”

I sucked in a breath. “Antonio would never harm me.”

“Are you sure? This is a man who goes to great lengths to get his way from what I know.”

“I don’t know. I don’t know anything anymore.”

Dante kept his hands on my arms. “Did he tell you who else is involved?”

I nodded numbly. “He mentioned Raffaele, but he didn’t want to tell me the other names.”

“Okay,” Dante said gently. “Do you have a way to get in contact with him?”

“You are going to kill him.”

“I’m going to kill them all, Valentina. I have to.”

I stared into his determined blue eyes. No hesitation, no pity, no mercy. “I have his number.”

“You will send him a text saying you gave me the poison and now you’re panicking because you don’t know what to do with my dead body. Ask him to meet you at the warehouse again.”

A tear slid down my cheek. Dante wiped it away with his thumb. “You know what’s strange,” I whispered thickly. “At one point, I thought I could never love someone as I loved Antonio, no matter how unrequited that love was. And today I’m condemning him to his death for another man who will never love me back.”

Dante’s fingers froze against my face. His gaze flickered, and some tiny part of me hoped he’d say that he loved me. It would have made things easier. He cleared his throat. “We shouldn’t wait too long. Maybe he’ll realize it was stupid to contact you and he’ll decide to go back into hiding. We need to reach him before that.”

I drew away from his touch, and nodded. I reached into my bag for my phone, my fingers brushing the vial with the poison. I should tell Dante about it. I pulled out my phone and opened a text. I quickly typed what Dante had told me and sent it off. Afterward, I anxiously stared down at the screen. Less than a minute later, I got a reply.

Meet me in 30 minutes. Bring the body. I’ll take care of everything.

“How am I supposed to get your body into my car?”

“I suppose dragging would work,” Dante said dryly.

I laughed, then choked up. “What now? You will need reinforcements.”

Dante shook his head. “I don’t know who to trust right now. Not until I’ve talked to Antonio.”

I knew he wouldn’t just talk to him and the thought sent a stab through my heart. “But what if Antonio isn’t alone? Isn’t it too risky for you to go alone? Maybe you should ask one of the guards. They have access to this house. If they wanted you dead, they’d probably have figured out a way to kill you by now.”

“I’d rather get a picture of the situation before I involve anyone else. It’s crucial that I don’t look vulnerable in front of my men. I need to be in control at all times. I will handle this alone. Once I know more, I’ll call my soldiers. They’ll need to see what I do with traitors anyway.”

I swallowed. “Can you kill Antonio quickly? You can get the information you want from Raffaele.”

“Raffaele might get suspicious and disappear, or he might not know everything Antonio does. I’ll have to make sure I find out exactly who’s involved in this.”

I touched his arm. “What if you get shot?”

“I can handle myself. I’ve fought many battles in my life. I wouldn’t be Capo if I hadn’t.”

“I should come with you.”

“No,” Dante said immediately.

“What if Antonio doesn’t come out until he sees me in my car? If they have binoculars they’ll see it’s you behind the steering wheel. They’ll run off and we’ll never find out who’s behind this coup.”

Dante regarded me with respect. “I won’t risk your life.”

“I won’t get out of the car. It’s bullet proof, remember? I’ll be perfectly safe.”

“You want to be there when I handle Antonio?”

I hesitated. That was the last thing I wanted. “No,” I said honestly. “But there’s no other way. Once the situation is under control and you call your men, I’ll leave.”

For a long time, Dante and I stared at each other. “You shouldn’t risk your life for me. And it’s not only your life on the line.”

“Nothing will happen to me or our baby. I know you will protect us.”

Dante didn’t say anything. I wished he’d say he believed it was his baby, wished he’d take back the hurtful things he’d said. “Let’s go then.”

Dante hid on the backseat of the car while I drove. As we passed the gate, Enzo gave me a strange look but didn’t try to stop me. Dante had two guns strapped into his gun holder and another one in his hand. There were also knives in the legroom, and I had a gun in the glove compartment. Not that it would do me much good. I’d never handled a gun in my life.

My pulse picked up when I steered the car toward the deserted parking lot in front of the abandoned storage facility. “We’re almost there,” I said.