Semua Bab The Mafia’s Regret: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Emery Zeke took a picture of me then. He stood back getting my whole body in it .. then a close up of my feet. What. The. Fuck. Is this why they hadn’t tied me up? The nauseous feeling I’d had since I woke up got about a million times worse. “Great job so far sweets.” Ronny said. “Now. Take off that coat.” I took my precious time removing my coat. “Come on we don’t have all day..” Ronny snapped his fingers at me. Once my coat was off Zeke snapped more pictures of me. “Who are the pictures for?” I asked. “You don’t get to ask questions.” He told me. “Okay. Sweater …” Zeke demanded. I stared at him. I had on another long sleeve underneath. But I didn’t like how far this was going. “Come on Emery. You don’t want the alternative.” “What’s the alternative?” I asked. But he only shook his head at me. I took off my sweater, slow as Christmas. “Now we’re getting somewhere.” Ronny said. Zeke snapped some more pictures. “Okay baby girl. Pant

Elijah We were able to clock the license plate but we couldn’t get a complete read on it. Frankie started calling in favors left and right to see if we could get a name for the car. And Oliver hacked into to the security cameras all over town. There were cameras on the stop lights and most businesses had them up as well. It was harder to hack into those surprisingly. That’s why we came down here to the coffee shop to save time. But through the stop light camera we saw the car go to the mall and a few hours later we saw it leave. Now here’s the important part. We needed to find out where it went after that. Because that’s most likely where Emery was now. We watched the car drive through town and take a few turns. The final turn was onto a side road that you could go a few different directions from. So we had it narrowed down, but honestly they could’ve been anywhere by now. “Gotta hit..” Frankie said. “What..” I asked quickly. Apparently one of our men were at a bar just outsid

Frankie About four years ago. The guys and I got in some trouble with an exchange we were doing with some new allies. Turns out it was a set up and we barely got away. And we didn’t get away unscathed. Elijah ended up with a broken arm and Oliver had a gash in his stomach that requires about twenty stitches.. he’s got a gnarly scar there as a reminder… whereas Elijah now has a permanent rod in his arm. And I… I got shot. They got me in the leg and right in the lower back. It was pretty touch and go there for a while. I lost too much blood and on top of that the bullet hit a couple major organs. I had emergency surgery and was in the hospital for two weeks. Right when it happened … I felt a sudden panic… I was scared to death. And I don’t get scared. I was reminded of all the things in my life I never got a chance to do. And I felt regretful. For the first time I felt mortal. But mostly it was like a never ending nightmare. And nothing in my life had ever been worse than that mome

Elijah The entire time Emery’s been in the hospital I’ve been imagining all the ways I’m going to kill the fucks that did this to her. After we’d acquired their pictures it didn’t take long to find them. One of them- that was just a kid - talked. He didn’t want to go along with it apparently and had been forced by his older brother. Emery had been asleep for several hours after we’d gotten her to the hospital. Asleep … or knocked out still. She had a concussion pretty badly. So it gave me and the guys some time to find these assholes. I’d believed the kid and let him go. But the other two? They’d been lucky I hadn’t already killed them. The problem was we had to figure out what they did with the pictures before we could choke the life out of them. And Oliver was working nonstop to see if they’d been sent or uploaded somewhere. So far he hadn’t found anything. But that doesn’t mean they hadn’t sent physical copies or given someone the sims card from the camera — which was missing b

Jasper It’s been a couple days since I spoke to Vivian and found out about Emery and I’m still reeling. I’m still wondering who would have and could have done this. There’s a lot of nasty people in our business. We all have enemies. But this was risky. And even Vincent’s biggest enemies know what a risk this would be. The punishment wouldn’t be worth it that’s for sure. My mother called me last night because they too had heard about it. She asked if I’d spoken to Emery… then she asked if I’d spoken to Vivian… her mind clearly going the same place as mine. Then she dropped a bomb on me before hanging up .. by telling me my brother was in town. Paul… is what normal families would call the “good” brother. But in mine my father would call him a disappointment… because he turned his back on the business, just like Emery had. Paul was a few years older than me. And he was actually a really good person. When he turned eighteen he told my father he wanted no part in this lifestyle. He w