Chapter 62

Diego

"No!" Vanessa stands abruptly, gripping my arm. I turn to face her, noticing the intensity in her grey eyes. "You have to save her. She can't die because of me," she pleads, her voice laced with desperation for her snake of a sister.

I almost scoff, but I hold the sound in. If she dies, it would only be due to her own stupidity. Shit isn't adding up. Viktor didn't want her due to her age, so why would he kidnap her now?

I've been dealing with his bullshit for ten years. He wouldn't start a war like this. That means someone else took her and one of my men. And I have an idea who it is.

"Load up the car. We have work to do," I command.

The soldiers follow Leroy out of the room. Sal finishes the liquor in his glass, sets it down on the end table, then rises from his seat slowly. "I'll join you. Wouldn't want you doing anything foolish," he remarks with a chuckle. "Leo's right, she has you wrapped around her little pinky." With that, he follows Leroy out the front door.