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Taken by the Mafia King First Blow
TommasoBefore I could even process what Miranda said, the door swung open further, and she squeaked. Behind her stood Riccardo Marino, flanked by two goons so broad I half thought they wouldn’t be able to get through the door. I shot to my feet.“Tommaso!” Riccardo spread his arms wide, as if we were meeting at a party. “It’s been too long.”“Too long.” I circled around my desk and shook his hand, fighting to keep my cool with everything I had. Where were my fucking guys? How did another boss march in through not only my front gate, but my fucking front door without anyone stopping them?“Thank you, Miranda.” I nodded at her, trying to signal with my eyes that she should leave.She curtsied, something I’d never see her do before, and scrambled away, leaving Lyle and me behind.“She’s charming, that Miranda,” Riccardo said. “She just left the door open a crack when she went to fetch you, and I thought I’d save you the trouble. We have some business to discuss.”My heart skipped a beat
Taken by the Mafia King Lock It Down
TommasoI scrubbed a hand through my dark curls in the wake of Riccardo Marino. How the fuck had he gotten in here? What the fuck had I just agreed to?Well, I could answer one of those questions now.“I have to deal with this,” I said to a stunned-looking Lyle.He nodded. “Do you want me to…uh…”“Tell everyone?” I supplied.Lyle nodded again.“Tell Stan,” I said with a sigh. “And Carp and Teddy. No one else yet.”Then, I stormed out of the room, leaving Lyle nodding like a bobblehead behind me. My house, the one I’d slaved over designing, the one I’d dreamed of for years, blurred in my view. What the fuck was the point of spending all this time on my goddamn house if fucking Riccardo Marino could just walk in the front door? I had a state-of-the-art security system and damn near half a dozen guards around the gate. Killian never had to deal with problems like this.I flung my front door out of the way, barely noticing how it careened into the siding. A couple of guys at the gate jump
Taken by the Mafia King The Worst Best Case
Worst Best CasePaigeLauren, Sera, and I sat in a wide circle around Cat on the bed we’d more or less assigned her. She hugged her knees tightly to her chest and wouldn’t look at any of us.“We’re not just a shelter,” I said quietly.Lauren and Sera both looked at me sharply. I ignored them.“We also rescue women in bad situations. And if you were in one of those, especially one where you were maybe being moved from place to place, we need to know so we can save other women, ones who didn’t have a chance to run away.”“I didn’t have a chance. I made one,” Cat hissed. But she peered at me through her lashes. “Is that true?”Sera nodded. “My fiancé and I help.”Cat looked at Lauren, who shrugged. “I’m just a therapist they picked up to help with the aftermath.” She smiled at me.“They held me in a dog crate,” Cat blurted.My heart skipped a beat. I’d known, deep down, that she’d been trafficked, but part of me still worried until she said that.“Not just me,” she continued. “A lot of…o
Taken by the Mafia King The Time for Talk is Over
TommasoI patted Stan on the shoulder outside what used to be the Devil’s Playground. Sometime in the last ten years, it had been abandoned, and weeds grew around its red façade. Stan nodded at me. We hadn’t bothered with the cop ruse, just masks like when we hit Phil Sinatra, and the couple of guys Stan could muster on short notice milled around us.A dark car pulled up behind me, and I whirled as Killian climbed out with a few of his guys.“You’re an idiot,” he said by way of greeting.“I’m saving lives,” I replied.“You’re leaving witnesses.” Killian gestured at the sparsely populated street. Most of the buildings were industrial or garages like this one, but there were a few houses.“Every cop in town is in one of our pockets, and any civilian around here probably has more than enough reason not to ask the cops to come looking.” I pulled on my mask. “Are you in, or are you out?”Killian sighed and pulled out his own. “I’d have called if I were out.”Stan tried to hand me a walkie-
Taken by the Mafia King Puppy Mill
Paige“What?” I asked Tom, but my phone beeped, signaling he’d already hung up. Shit. Okay. I knew he seemed antsy to get this finished when he’d left, but I expected at least a couple of hours to pass before he had results. I texted Lauren the short string of emojis we’d come up with to signal a big group of newcomers, in case police ever subpoenaed our message history, and raced out of my office for the van we kept parked in the back for situations just like this. Lauren would handle everything here while I managed pickup and transportation.Behind the wheel of the van, I drummed my fingers on the steering column. Traffic crowded the normally empty road, but that didn’t worry me until I heard the whine of a siren. Tom had “handled things” in the kind of way that made cops show up. I’d gotten good at talking to them over the last few months, managing everything from domestic violence situations to stuff like this, but transfers always went cleaner when we didn’t have to grapple with
Taken by the Mafia King Round Up
TommasoI leaned heavily on the drink cart in my office as I poured drinks for everyone who had returned with me. My heart still pounded in my chest, adrenaline and anger from the raid making my movements fast and precise. The women had looked worse than any I’d ever seen. I had been right not to wait.“They did have a shipment going out in a couple days.” Lyle typed on the computer he’d disappeared with before the cops even showed. “Egypt, five girls.”I turned with a hungry smile and gave Lyle his gin first. He lifted the drink to me but barely looked up from the screen.“Name?” I asked as I handed Killian the whiskey he preferred instead of my scotch.“Mostafa,” Lyle said.I frowned as I poured scotch for Stan and myself. It could still be Zahur. He could be using a fake name. I knew, deep down, that there had to be other human trash in Egypt, other monsters who would buy women, but I’d seen Paige when she escaped him, and I’d seen the women this afternoon. I couldn’t help seeing t
Taken by the Mafia King Coming Home
PaigeEven the summer sun had set by the time I trudged into the kitchen after work. Tom looked up from where he sat at the counter with a plate of lasagna, dark bags dragging under his eyes.“Had an easy one, then?” I asked.He laughed, and I fell into helpless laughter with him. Today had been so long, so strange, so sudden. Coming home to him felt like setting the world back on its axis, and the laughter was pure relief. I wiped tears from my eyes and went to grab a plate of lasagna.“You know what? Fuck this.” Tom stood.I frowned at him. “What?”He opened a chest under the now-empty coat rack and pulled out a blanket. “It’s a beautiful summer night. We have a beautiful yard, and we both had long days. Let’s go enjoy something.”I grinned at him. It was hard not to love him when he found life’s little pleasures amidst the nightmares like this. I piled my plate high with lasagna, grabbed the first bottle of wine I saw, and followed him outside.We didn’t go far, just far enough tha
Taken by the Mafia King Breadcrumbs
TommasoA couple of nights later, I sat at a small airport in the suburbs in the van Paige kept at the Haven. I was with Stan and a member of Killian’s syndicate, Salim, who spoke Arabic. Lyle had swept in as the broker of the deal to send the women to Egypt, getting all the details and promising to have the specific girls the buyer had already picked out. I knew from that that at least one of their team spoke English, but I brought Salim because I couldn’t risk this deal falling through for anything. And I didn’t want nuances of private Arabic conversations slipping by me. I grinned. Mostafa had no idea what was about to hit him.A black luxury sedan pulled up and just sat there. I rolled my eyes.“Go make introductions,” I said to Stan. I’d taken a look at the bodies, and he looked the most like the guy I suspected was the leader of the ring at the Devil’s Playground. “Figure out whether they’ve heard anything, then give us the signal.”Stan nodded and climbed out of the van with th
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