Page 125 of Sinful Wrath

Pulling out my phone, I open up my tracking app and click on Lucia’s name.

I might have given her my mother’s necklace as a romantic gesture, but it also served a purpose as I hid a tracking device inside the locket in case something like this were to happen.

I just never expected to need to use it so soon.

The icon buffers for a moment before zooming across the city and landing on a location in Brooklyn.

“Fuck!” I roar as I slam my fist into the wall.

Sprinting up the second flight of stairs, I head straight for Alexei’s office to check the security footage.

For once, I’m actually hoping that Lucia disobeyed myorders of coming straight home after the hospital and somehow managed to persuade Dimitri to make a pit stop along the way.

I log onto the computer and load up the footage from the last two hours. Switching between the cameras, I watch in horror as I spot Lucia dart from the bedroom toward the stairs. She drops to her knees as the window above her smashes and crawls toward the banister.

Bile burns my throat as a huge figure dressed in black approaches her from behind and slams his gun into the side of her head, knocking her unconscious.

Zooming in, I spot the signature snake tattoo of Alfonzo Morano peeking out from the collar of his jacket.

“You fucking bastard.”

I curse myself for being so caught up in revenge that I didn’t see the trap right in front of me. Even when I planned for such things, I still allowed myself to get distracted.

Perhaps Alexei was right to hold off on giving me more responsibility within the bratva. It’s clear that I can’t be trusted to keep a level head when it comes to Lucia and her safety.

I close out the tracking app and open up my call log and dial Alexei.

“I need all of you at the house,now.”

“What’s going on?”

“Alfonzo has Lucia. The entire house has been fucking ransacked, all the guards are dead.”

“What? I wasn’t notified of a break in.”

“Seems they hacked the security system but left the camera footage for me to find.”

“Fuck.”

“I can’t find Dimitrieither.”

“Dimitri is with me.”

“What? He was meant to be keeping an eye on her!” I roar.

“Mikhail, I need you to chill the fuck out. I suggest you go back through the footage while you wait for us to get there.”

I must watch the security footage a dozen more times by the time my brothers and Anton arrive at the house. Danil’s way of greeting is by pouring me a drink and practically forcing it down my throat.

“Better?”

“Not even a little bit.” I glance across the room at Dimitri. “You better have a fucking good reason for leaving her here alone.”

To my surprise, my brother only shakes his head, his face grave as his eyes meet mine.

“Not one that will make you forgive me.”

Alexei moves to my side and puts his hand on my shoulder.