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Taken by the Mafia King Tick, Tick, Tick
PaigeThe sun sat well below the horizon by the time I mustered myself enough to get up and rejoin my guards in the common area. Something heavy had taken up residence on my ribs, making every breath just a little shallower than I needed, and I couldn’t get it to go away.“Hey.” Sam leaned away from the table my security team was gathered around, revealing the pile of weapons and technology on top. “You want to play some more cards?”That couldn’t possibly be worse than sitting in the dark alone. I nodded and walked over to the low table that still held the remains of our poker game. Rico, Sam, and Eddie joined me. Thankfully, I’d already hustled Eddie. I didn’t have that in me now. Harry remained at the supply table, bent over a laptop that I didn’t want to ask about.Sam shuffled the cards. I checked the time on my phone: 9:02. Prayer call would be soon. Sam dealt the cards, two apiece.“Ante two,” he said. “And no dinosaur arms.”I tossed in two candied nuts and looked at my cards.
Taken by the Mafia King Marching Orders
TommasoThe rented house displayed none of the chaos it had shown when I arrived this morning. The dozen cars sat in neat lines of six, all off and shut. Light blared from every window of the house, but even as I walked up to the front door, I couldn’t hear a peep. My stomach flipped. Had the spot been found?I opened the door to see hundreds of men creeping from room to room, all armed to the teeth. My split-second of panic vanished. We’d planned this perfectly. Now, we just had to execute. I stepped inside and grabbed the nearest guy, one of Killian’s.“Where is everyone gearing up?”“Up there, second and third doors.” He jerked his chin at the stairs. “Killian said we had to because if we couldn’t walk down the stairs quietly, he’d send us to sit on the plane rather than letting us blow everything.”That sounded like Killian. I patted the guy on the shoulder and headed upstairs. There was a little more activity here, men streaming into and out of the two indicated doors. I ducked i
Taken by the Mafia King Goosebumps
TommasoI gripped the wheel tightly as we pulled out into the night. Killian sat in the front next to me, and men I didn’t recognize with their masks already on filled the back.“I see Paige decided to stay home,” Killian said. “She’s a smart girl.”Smart. Beautiful. Stronger than even Killian would ever know. That memory of her I had on the ride to the house, at her lowest but still finding the guts, the power, to glare at what she presumed was her new owner, returned to me. My worries melted away, and pure, concentrated rage filled my veins. Paige was so strong she inspired me, but she shouldn’t have fucking had to be. I couldn’t fix that, but I could keep one of the bastards who tested her resolve from ever doing it again.“Tommaso?” Killian said. “Did you hear me?”I grunted noncommittally. The time for conversation, for jokes, seemed over. I focused everything I had on picturing Zahur, his guts spread on his perfect marble floor before him. Maybe I’d take the time to cut him in t
Taken by the Mafia King We Had a Deal!
Stan“They are approaching,” Mostafa said from his position on a hill. “From down the street. Like a ship in the night.”I tried to lean out far enough to get eyes on them, but the little Egyptian hissed.“No! They will see you.”We needed the advantage of the ambush. Even with all the men we had, Mostafa said Khaled might’ve leant some additional security. We had no idea what we were really looking at.I put a finger to my ear to trigger the communication device Tommaso had suggested for myself and the two other platoon leaders for this big group. We were each supposed to target one door, just as soon as Zahur’s folks closed up.“Alrighty, that’s the signal,” I said. “Start moving. And don’t forget—you open any doors without me looking at you, you go in a mass grave with the rest of them.”It was the best plan I’d come up with for making sure the attack was successful. I knew we needed the extra bodies, but shit, I did not trust most of these hired guns. The two other leaders radioed
Taken by the Mafia King On the Hunt
TommasoWe waited for another five minutes. Nothing came through on my phone. Nothing moved at the house. The goosebumps wouldn’t completely leave, but I shoved them out of my mind. Probably just nerves. Maybe Zahur had the bulk of his men inside. I silenced my phone and gestured everyone over. The grappling hooks swung again. I glanced at Teddy. He nodded and lifted a packet of explosives. He and two other guys would stay on this side, waiting for the final signal to blow the wall. The first three mercs made it over. Then, another wave.Takka-takka-tak.Carp swore as automatic gunfire split the night, and floodlights flicked on. I launched myself at the ropes to get over. We had to move before Zahur’s guys wised up and unhooked our only way over. We could always blow the wall early, but I didn’t want the cops here any sooner than necessary.On the other side of the wall, it was already chaos. The “handful of men” Killian had seen suddenly tripled in number, raining bullets down from
Taken by the Mafia King Tightrope
CoraI sat bolt upright in my crappy cot as soon as I heard the first shot. They taught me a lot of bullshit in the Academy, shit I never ended up using in the real world, but the one thing they gave me was a damn near perfect sense of when a fight had broken out. I jumped out of bed, my body aching from my last night with Zahur, and padded to the door to listen.More gunfire. Mostly automatic. A lot of yelling. Nearly all Arabic. Another fucking thing they didn’t teach me before putting me undercover that would’ve come in fucking handy.One of the other women, a college kid named Allie, crept up to me. “Do you think they’re here to save us?”I looked down at her and tried not to grimace. Her face was all black and blue from a run-in with one of the guards the other day, but she hadn’t even spent time with the fucker holding us all here yet. She’d only got taken a week or two ago. I didn’t want to crush her fucking dreams. But I’d been here for a month and a half, taken for almost a y
Taken by the Mafia King Missing in Action
TommasoFuck. Fuck. Fuck. I stared down at Zahur’s cackling guard as goosebumps raced across my body. Fucking Mostafa. That two-faced piece of shit had to have ratted on me. He fed Stan, fed all of us, bullshit. And I had fallen right into his goddamn trap. Zahur wasn’t here; Zahur was never going to be here. I had to pretend for everybody else’s sake that I wasn’t the cocky jackass I’d been accusing Zahur of being all along.I shot the guard on the ground just to watch his brains splatter. “Spread out. See if he’s right.”I turned and raced down a hallway I was mostly sure I hadn’t seen before. The fighting, the gunfire melted to the back of my brain. If he wasn’t here, where the fuck was he? We’d told Mostafa about the house we rented for staging, but the piece of shit didn’t know about the hotel. I’d been very clear not to tell him that. Right?Bullets thudded into the wall next to me. I swerved into the nearest room. The pain in my shoulder seemed to be growing, blurring my vision
Taken by the Mafia King Killing Time
PaigeI perched on the edge of the couch in the common area, trying to convince myself not to check my phone.“…And then Amalia says, honey, I grew up in Philadelphia. If you think I won’t break your wrist to get the last dahlia on Mother’s Day, you’ve got another thing coming.” Sam grinned at me.I chuckled. He’d been regaling me and the rest of the security team with tales of his wife ever since I returned to the common room, slowly coaxing me away from the window and involving me in the conversation. Amalia seemed like an incredible woman, and I couldn’t wait to meet her when we got home. Maybe she’d want to help out at the shelter.But, like always, the thought of returning home turned my stomach.“I’m gonna go make some more tea.” I stood.Sam held up his mug. “Coffee, if you wouldn’t mind.”I shook my head. “I understand why your wife breaks wrists.”He laughed. “Then, I’ll have tea.”I took his mug with a weak smile and headed for the small kitchenette, slightly walled off from
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