Page 25 of Nights At Sea

That fucking bastard.

“Casualties?” I grit out.

“Three. Tomas and Lorenzo were on board waiting for me, and one airport staff was close by. There were another six injured in the blast.”

Fuck. Tomas was my best pilot.

I’m going to wring Molinaro’s fat neck, but not before I torture him slowly for days and make him eat his own shit for messing with me.

“Who knew about the flight?” I spit out. “We have to flush out this weasel once and for all.”

“Whoever it is, he’s covering his tracks. Guess I was lucky this time… just like you were two weeks ago.”

My thoughts automatically go to my angel upstairs, who so bravely saved my life.

How will I keep her safe?

Molinaro’s attacks are becoming more vicious. It’s clear he wants to wipe out my family. I need to end this… need to end him.

“I’ll have Romano ferry over the other plane. Get to Rome pronto and bring the plan forward. I’m done playing games,” I growl and hang up.

I call Santino next, firing off instructions, pacing the room the entire time. When I’m done, I fall into the chair, still seething.

I need a fucking release!

As ravishing Ella is not an option, I need Santino to bring me someone to punch the shit out of. My hands fist as if on autopilot, ready to strike.

I try taking deep, calming breaths.

And then it strikes me.

I could have lost Mateo today. My only remaining family could be a cloud of dust if he had been on time.

F.U.C.K.

I pull out my phone and text him.

Me: Glad you’re alive.

Mateo: You know I’m the golden boy. Luck is always on my side.

Me: Why were you late? Let me guess, you were fucking the flight attendant in the lobby bathroom again?

The three dots move immediately. I can picture his grin as he types. Nothing much rattles him.

Mateo: You know me too well. How you can resist Bianca in that tight little uniform is beyond me.

Me: I don’t fuck staff.

Mateo: That’s right. I forgot you’re pussy-whipped these days.

I laugh. He’s right. What would be the point in denying it?

Chapter Seven

Ella

Anhourlater,Tieroand I are sitting on the balcony of my room; drinks and nibbles laid out on the table before us.