At first, I thought it was to make sure I hadn’t run away, but one night, he touched me. He didn’t know I was awake, and his fingers grazed my cheek, brushing my hair back. I waited for him to climb into our bed, but after a few seconds, the door clicked shut and he was gone.Tonight, everything is off. I feel it deep in my gut that something is wrong. Alfredo isn’t petty—he doesn’t have time for that passive-aggressive nonsense. He wouldn’t stay out all night to vex me.No. Something is wrong.I open the door of our suite and listen to the movement below me. It sounds as if the whole house is up and my first thought is panic, but I fight it back.I belong to the Alvrado’s brotherhood now, no matter how hard I try to fight this , I promised Alfredo I’d look after affairs at home and I have to fulfil the promises to make him know I am not a weakling. I hurry back into the bedroom and dress appropriately like most wives of the brotherhood would dress, although it’s my first time doing t
We’ll wait in the panic room.” Alero stands inside the suite by a door I’ve never entered, though I knew it existed. I move away from him as if he wants to lock me away.I lift my chin, but my voice shakes. “I’ll wait in the spare bedroom.”Natasha silences Alero when he tries again. She guides him out of the suite and shuts the door. I know they won’t go far. I told the guards not to move my father, not out of spite, but because he’s too frail. And Regina decides to sit with me by the window. Her body isn’t sprawled across the straight-back chair. She sits upright, leaning toward the glass until her nose almost touches it. She’s not waiting for Alfredo but watching for Atkins.I’m scared Sara wasn’t lying.“You saw me, didn’t you?” I ask her. As Sara and I left the office earlier, I saw movement from the corner of my eye on the staircase. I didn’t dare turn to look, but whoever it was, they hurried out of sight.Regina stares out the window, not daring to turn her head, not even a li
The monster peeks out at me from the darkness. Alfredo has been angry before, but this is an unspeakable rage. Natasha wraps her hand around my upper arm, warning me to stay back, and Alero bravely stands beside me.Fear makes us bond quickly. We find solidarity in this moment as we put a safe distance between ourselves and my husband.Alfredo staggers toward us, his eyes narrowing as I stand frozen. “What happened here tonight?”“I was worried about you, that’s all,” I reply, my voice squeaking as I lie. “I was waiting up until you came home.”Natasha and Alero stick to my lie by keeping their mouths shut. Now isn’t the time to tell Alfredo that Sara was here. Or to ask why he’s alone. Where are the others? Where are Sean and Atkins?Oh God, will we see them again?I hold my breath, hoping Alfredo won’t stay like this and turn into someone I will hate forever. He doesn’t, but I hold off asking about the others. I’m willing to ask about Atkins for Regina’s sake, but I keep my mouth sh
I squirm out of his grip, sprint toward the house, and fling myself at the garage door before he can catch me. I yank at it and hurry inside but can’t shut it. Alfredo is standing in the way. He grabs my arm a bit too roughly. A moment of rage slips past his mask, reminding me of who he really is. And what he did to bring me here. I’m not what he wants. I’m what he had to take.“What’s wrong with you?” he growls, his gaze blazing across me as if I’m crazy.“You have nerve asking me that.” I do my best to stare him down though he towers over me. “You’re a criminal, a thief, a murderer. I’m not the one who has done anything wrong.”“I explained it to you …”“I don’t accept it; I don’t want to accept it.”His jaw tics. “What do I have to do, Charlene? I can’t do it if you don’t tell me.”My bottom lip trembles. “Since when is it my choice?”He shrugs his shoulders defensively before pulling me back into his arms. “It is now. So, what do I need to do? You know I can’t give my world up, bu
Make it clean,” I tell him. “No theatrics.” I hand him a stainless silver case, which he opens, revealing a new gun—a Glock similar to the one I own. It’s an obvious sign of favoritism after he saved Sean’s life.His stoic face finally shows emotion as his lips curve into a grin. “Consider it done, boss.”The shouting starts as the glasses are lifted into the air in honor of Atkins. But Sean and I head upstairs to the main floor to discuss business in the dining room. The first floor is empty except for guards and a skeleton staff. A table is set for us, but I doubt we will eat much. Well, I won’t, but Sean orders a porterhouse steak. He pulls off his sling again to eat with both hands.I raise an eyebrow at him as he swallows a mouthful of wine.“I wear the sling to gain sympathy from Natasha.” He explains.“Are you getting any?” I ask.“Not a bit.” He shrugs. “I think she wants my other arm to match this one.”“What else have you found out about Charlene mom’s murder case?”“Charlen
We both laugh, but the conversation lags as Regina slips deep into her thoughts and stares at the view outside the window. I stare at my menu again, not wanting to think about her heartache.My mind leads me back to Alfredo again as my gaze lands on a pair of young parents in a booth diagonal from ours. The father has dark hair like Alfredo, and the mother is a honey blonde. The father holds their adorable baby dressed in yellow as the little girl fusses and reaches for her mom.They look so happy and normal, and I don’t want to think about my decisions.There was a time I wanted a different life from the one I had. I wanted money so I wouldn’t have to grind away just to keep my family barely getting by.And now that I have money, all my heart wants is to return to my normal life and all its burdens.The bell on the door rings, and my stepmom cousin steps into the diner. He stands motionless for a moment. I’m uncertain if he’s checking the place out or letting the diners check him out
Almost immediately, she calls me back.“Regina, where are you?” I ask urgently. “You should think about coming home. Where’s Keff?”Regina voice is barely louder than a whisper, and there’s panic in her voice. “We’re at Mom ‘s apartment or Keff? Keff’s apartment. Keff is looking for something, Charlene. But I don’t know what. He’s ransacking the place, looking for papers.”Alarm bells start ringing in my head.“Looking for what papers?” I demand.“I don’t know,” she replies, “but we’ve been here for over an hour, and he’s not acting right. He’s pissed and keeps telling himself it’s here.”The dread that has been with me all day turns into fear. “Tell him nothing, Regina. Go outside and wait for the Rover. Okay?”But there’s a muffled scuffle before she can answer, and the call ends suddenly. I hit redial, but she doesn’t pick up.I call again. Regina’s name lights up, and I’m desperate for her to answer. But it goes to voice mail. I call again, and this time it goes straight to voice
He glances over. “You could get out and wave it around in the air like the other idiots.”I shove the phone back into my pocket and glare at the traffic instead. “Charlene let Regina go off with t Keff,” I continue. “I don’t like it, but she told me a Rover would follow them.”“She’s finally learning,” replies Sean.I understand why she took Regina out. The girl hated me for a solid day, but now she and Atkins keeping a distance. I’m glad she has accepted my decision. Definitely quicker than Charlene would have.The girl is smart, brave, and willing to take a risk. And she is willing to be like us. I also want the best for Regina, but Charlene and I have different ideas on how to obtain it.“So,” After a pause, Sean asks. “Wwhy don’t you like Keff?”“She is not supposed to trust someone from her stepmom and he is a cop, I’ve learned to look under the surface. He’s too proud to help others without expecting something in return. I see it in his face. Those eyes are like that of a rat—wa