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6: Beatrice
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Caught in the Crossfire 7: David
I watched as Beatrice and Callie disappeared in the cab and watched as it took off down the road. I wasn’t fast enough to catch her in the bar and now there was no hope of following her, she was damn fast when she wanted to be and I had hesitated too long. She slipped away. I almost had her in my clutches again. I knew if I could have just kept her with us for an hour, I’d have convinced her to stay. I could have convinced her to go home with us again. We would be doing something vastly different right now. I turned with a huff and saw Devon at the door, watching the road with regret. “She’s so angry,” he muttered. I could hear him, but just barely. I nodded in agreement, she was so angry. I pulled out my phone and sent Beatrice a text. I was letting my anger and fear get the best of me, but right now, that didn’
Caught in the Crossfire 8: Beatrice
I woke the next day with a pounding headache. It was a miracle that I had managed to sleep at all after the wine that I had consumed and the excitement that I had spent the evening dodging. I looked at the clock on the bed beside me, seeing the early hour. It was an even bigger miracle that I had woken early enough to make it to work on time.Callie was sleeping peacefully in the bed next to mine. It was better if she slept in another hour, she was never going to be a morning person and it was just before six. Waking her now would be cruel and unusual punishment for both her and me. I had time to run down and grab breakfast for us before we had to figure out the plan for the day.I couldn't go into the firm without a plan. We all knew Mark would have one. I wasn't about to let Mark get the better of me. The last, and only time he had gotten the better of me, I
Caught in the Crossfire 9: Alessio
I watched the buildings fly by as our driver, Bret, drove me to our family’s new lawyer’s office. The offices of Moore, Kraft, Stein and Brichart were in the middle of the city and my grandfather had gone in early, no doubt to threaten someone before we arrived. He was a formidable man, there were few people that didn’t fear him. He was coming with us to make his presence known at the firm. I knew within ten minutes he will have scared the firm into compliance. We had done this routine before. I knew the firm wasn’t pleased to add our name to their client list, but Giuliani would take care of their reluctance. He was probably doing that right now. The car was filled, there were four of us heading in. I tapped my fingers on the door handle as I counted down the minutes until we got there. I was nervous today and I knew exactly why.
Caught in the Crossfire 10: Beatrice
I walked out of the conference room and watched Giuliani Trivisonno, Alessandro Trivisonno, and their three guards stalk toward the elevator. My stomach turned just watching them go, remembering the threat they had made. It was a subtle threat, but one I took seriously regardless.I turned to look at Mark and noticed he was pale. He looked worse than I felt and that was saying something. Then, I laughed as I was hit with a realization. It took me a moment but I finally knew why he looked so worried."He threatened you, didn’t he?" I asked Mark with a thinly veiled smirk. Now he knew how it felt to be in the crosshairs of the mob and I couldn't help but feel satisfaction at that knowledge. He deserved it."He threatened the firm," Mark contradicted sternly as he glared at me. The way he tried to intimidate me w
Caught in the Crossfire 11: Beatrice
I flipped through the pages of evidence one last time. There had to be something I was missing. I had spread everything out on the conference room table of my new office, off-site from the firm, rented by the Trivisonnos. The firm had five levels and the lowest level took half the floor with reception and IT servers. My new office was on that level, across the hall from the IT offices and our main reception, so I could pop back over to my regular office whenever I needed.It wasn't unheard of for lawyers to have offices off-site for their large clients and I supposed the same was true for their dangerous clients, too. Or, maybe I should classify the Trivisonnos as my guilty and rich as sin client. They would want the evidence showing their guilt to be as contained as possible and that was hard to do in a law firm as large as ours. There were too many possibilities for a breach.
Caught in the Crossfire 12: Beatrice
"Time to go," The Butcher said, glancing behind me. I glanced back and saw Alessio nodding subtly before his hand rested on the small of my back. I jumped forward, avoiding contact with him, and tried to step around the two men but Alessio crowded me out of the doorway and into the hall. I could see Mark looking through the glass doors of the firm’s reception toward me, a question in his eyes. His eyes flitted between me and The Butcher before his face took on a defiant expression. He made to walk toward me but I shook my head slightly and he paused. I may be angry with him, but he was possibly one of only two people I could go to for help. He was practically all I had. That was a depressing thought, especially since his willingness to help me stemmed from the threat the Trivisonnos had made that morning. But, I wasn’t being picky with my allies these days.
Caught in the Crossfire 13: Devon
The news station replayed the press conference from that afternoon and I rolled my eyes at Rachel as her voice interrupted the surrounding noise of the press and Beatrice.“Did you have to poke the beast?” David asked, voicing the thoughts we both had. Rachel was never one to shy away from controversy and Beatrice was the same. They used to work together, a seamless, sarcastic, assertive team and they made a formidable front. Seeing them at war with each other was like watching someone shoot a bullet at a car, wondering when they would hit the gas tank. The subsequent explosion would decimate the surrounding block into a heap of ash and dust, leaving the rest of us to navigate through the flames and smoke.“I can’t help it,” Rachel said with a sigh as she shook her head and gave us a reluctant cringe.
Caught in the Crossfire 14: Beatrice
I was walking forward, not knowing where I was supposed to be going really, but being led by Alessio nonetheless. He steered me to the elevator, through the lobby, and out the side door toward a waiting vehicle. My mind was in a daze and the acidic taste of my vomit still coated my mouth.The back passenger side of the vehicle opened and in a daze, I stepped in barely noting that Callie was already inside. She had slid across the seat first, watching as I slid inside next to her. Alessio followed me, sliding next to me before nodding toward the driver.They had me sandwiched in the back seat and I registered the driver and a security guard perhaps sitting in the front passenger seat. They were taking me to Alessio Trivisonno's house. The man himself was sitting by my side as we started down the busy streets through rush-hour traffic.
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