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Chapter 80
I leave that room with Natalie calling after me but I don’t spare her another glance or another word. Her words may mean something but I’m not in the mood nor in the right state of mind to dwell on it.
Time to find Luca, my original goal before getting sidetracked.
“How is he? Is Dante well enough to travel?” I ask Luca once I’ve flagged him down outside the infirmary. I’m grateful for how attentive he’s being towards Dante, especially now when I’m too hurt and confused to stand by his side.
Luca looks at me with a bewildered expression, one eyebrow quirking in question. “He’ll be alright as long as w
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Two weeks pass like that. With Adeline and I passing information back and forth, with her on the outside, I operate from within the walls of the estate.Every person Adeline needs to contact, I was on it. Every reservation she needed, every resource, I was there to provide it for her.Because as much as I want to be out in the field with her, it’s still too dangerous. With the estate being closely monitored by Serafino, there’s not really an option but to stay here. Despite our lack of guards, the estate itself is a stronghold with accessible escape routes—something that Adeline and I discussed with the men before we decided to camp out here while Dante’s recovering.“I think we have everything we need, Miss Jean,” Adeline tells me over the phone, “With this confirmation, the only thing left to do is go there and talk to them personally.”“That’s true, come back to the estate, Adeline. It’s time to figure out our next step.”But I already know what my next step is going to be and it’s
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Dante“What do you mean ‘He’s gone?” I’m barely hanging on to my last piece of insanity and I find myself surrounded by morons. “Who’s gone?”Daveed takes a step forward, asserting himself before speaking. “Richard, one of the men Miss Jean had problems with before, he’s gone AWOL since early today. We’re trying to track him down but he’s gone completely rogue.”“And no one thought to report about it until now?” I say through gritted teeth. Daveed visibly shrinks, this time it’s Luca who speaks. “That lack of foresight was mine. Adeline was the one keeping tabs on him, but since Jean started to work on her father’s case more actively, Adeline’s hands have been full of extra work.” Ah. I’ve truly lost Adeline’s loyalty. She serves Jean now. I won’t say I’m surprised. I should have predicted this given how close they’ve grown over the past couple of weeks.“I should have let someone else keep watch. I’m sorry. This one’s on me.”Damnright you should have. But tossing the blame around
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JeanTremors overtake my whole body, and I don’t know why. Is it because Richard is dead at my feet or because it was Dante who had killed him? What even is he doing here?This wasn’t supposed to happen. Dante’s not supposed to be here. He should be back at the safe house, resting for fuck’s sake! But with him here, forcing all my bottled-up emotions to the surface is the last thing I want. I wanted to finish this cleanly. The plan was solid. Head to the island, prove that Serafino has been using it as a stop-over point for human trafficking, then let the police do the rest. He would have gone down so easily with all the evidence Adeline and I found against him. I was so close too if it weren’t for Dick showing up when he did.Adeline and I had the scare of our lives when all of a sudden, our car is being pelted by bullets. Had Dick had backup, we would be dead now. And as to how he had so eloquently put it, my corpse would be missing a hand for Dante to jack off with. How fucking d
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DanteThe drive back to the estate was by far the longest and numbest trip I’ve taken. With Adeline and Jean properly strapped into the back seat, we make good time.“Shit, Dante. You could have killed her.” Luca commented when I appeared with Jean flung over my shoulder unconscious from the swift chop I did to the back of her head. “Thank God you’re injured. If not, we could be dealing with more than a slight concussion.”I have no energy for Luca’s reprimanding. I just want to go home and get this shit sorted out. Jean now obviously knows more than necessary and I have to fix that. She’s in more danger now than she has ever been before and I will die before I allow her to be in the same position as she has been these past few days.“I panicked, okay?” I whine, letting my head fall back into the headrest. “She was injured and was insisting on staying on that damned mountain. Anything to get away from me. I wasn’t thinking.”Luca scoffs and spares a glance toward Jean in the backseat.
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Jean He can’t be serious. This has to be some kind of a sick joke. “What are you talking about?” I hadn’t meant to whisper, but I can’t find it in me to make my voice louder. The fight had left me before it could even begin. That’s how intimidated I am by this Dante standing in front of me. It’s like he’s a different person. It’s not just with the way he talks or the fact that he won’t come close to me. But his eyes. His eyes are a different story. Dante’s eyes may contain a violent storm in those gray orbs but it’s never coldness. He had never directed cold eyes toward me. And just like that, I am no better than those men Dante had tortured and disposed of. Impossible. What is he even saying? Learn to obey? What am I a dog? I wrack my brain for a memory in case I agreed to this somehow, in the middle of crying in the rain in the middle of nowhere. But no matter how hard I try, I can’t remember agreeing to be his prisoner. “Explain yourself, Dante,” I emphasize, making my tone
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