Tirone (The Night Skulls MC #2)(86)

“It was your plan all along. I just made sure you went through with it. I know you’re old school, and you wanted to do things yourself, but we’re one now. We protect each other. The Night Skulls are my family as much as they are yours, and we aren’t Bandidos. It’s our job to make sure of that. I’ve done my part. Now, it’s time to do yours.”

Old school… We aren’t Bandidos… It’s time to do yours… “I have no choice, do I? You already made it for me.”

“I’m only protecting us, Laius. The deal is already done. I hope you understand.”

“I do.” Her message was loud and clear.

“Good. See you soon.”

“Don’t worry about your wife, Furore,” Enzio said. “As long as you uphold your end of the deal, she’s safe.”

“As soon as you give me the Larvins, and I get my wife back in one piece, you’ll have what you came here for. Where and when is the meet?”

“I’ll text you the location and time.” He hung up.

I tossed the phone on the table, the brothers at Church staring at me.

“At least, she didn’t go to the Larvins,” Fort said.

Molar cocked a brow. “Surrendering to the Lanzas is any better? We’re now forced to take the Bellomos’ deal. We’ll be their fucking bitches.”

“The fucking mob can’t be trusted. Lanzas or Bellomos,” I said. “But she’s forcing my hand. I have to save my wife no matter what it takes. She’s my wife, though. It’s on me. You don’t have to—”

“She’s one of us,” Molar interrupted. “I don’t like what she’s done, but she’s still our family, and she’s taking one for the team, Prez. We’ll save and protect her like we’d save and protect you.”

“Hell yeah!”

“We’re all in!”

“Let’s shoot out the lights!”

Fort squeezed my shoulder. “We’ll get your wife back and kill those fucking assholes that hurt her. Then we’ll kick the Lanzas’ asses out of our town.”

My phone chimes with a text. I read it. “The meet is at midnight by the abandoned bridge over Sims Bayou.”

“I’ll go make some calls,” Molar said. “Any backup we can get won’t hurt.”

I nodded, doing my part and calling Michele.





CHAPTER 49


Jo



“You look nervous,” Enzio said.

I filled my lungs with air and adjusted myself in the backseat of his car. He was sitting next to me while Armando Lanza was in the passenger seat. I was nervous. Too nervous to even make eye contact. “It’s not every day that you come face to face with the monster you’ve been running from all your life. It’s not easy, even when you’re about to kill him.” I fixed my gaze at the window, distracting myself with the Texan starlit sky. “I don’t mean to be rude but can you please call Laius again to make sure everything is set in place?” I wished he could have been here with me, but it was impossible. He had to be at the meet before us and hide well to set the ambush.

“Everything is set, Jocasta. I called him before we moved, and he confirmed his location at the bayou. You don’t have to worry about a thing.”

“I just wish I could hear his voice before we arrive. It’ll help calm me down.”

“We’re almost there. You’ll be running into his arms in no time.”

I sighed and let my gaze travel with the road. It was so dark close to midnight, but the headlights and the moon lit the road enough for me to see where we were going.

The road to the bayou wasn’t as narrow as I’d imagined it’d be, and the river was nowhere to be seen. I wasn’t from Houston, and I’d never been to this side of town, but I’d looked it up when Enzio said it was where we were going to meet the Larvins. This road and the scenery looked nothing like what I Googled.

“Are you sure this is the right way? This isn’t the road to Sims Bayou.”

“We’re not going to the bayou. We’re going over it, to the abandoned bridge by the park. This is a shortcut.”

I’d read so many books to know when a mafia boss mentioned a shortcut, it meant a speed ticket to a blood fest. Enzio Lanza must have figured out our deal was nothing but a decoy. My heart faltered. “I really need to call my husband.”

Click!

I hated that sound more than I hated my stepmother. The feeling of a cold muzzle on my head was a close second. “Enzio, we have a deal.”

“The last time I made a deal with a Bellomo girl, I lost my enforcer and my best ally. I’ll never repeat that mistake. What? You didn’t think I knew you were a Bellomo girl? The Larvins know, too.”

My eyes squeezed shut. How could I have been so stupid? “How?”

“They found your burner phone when you were Utah running back to Chicago. It looked like you didn’t have time to delete your log or dispose of the sim card. It took a while to trace, but eventually they found out who you were calling.”

My lost phone. All this time, it was with my fucking father. Fuck. Coldness bit my limbs, and my breath accelerated. No, I needed to keep it together. I couldn’t go through another attack. I needed all my strength and consciousness. “Where’s Laius?”