Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 68308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
My eyes move past him to see a row of tables with crap all over them. There are these weird red lights on them. It clicks what that is. They are making the drugs right here.
“What the hell is going on?” The man glares at him. He’s a few inches taller than his brother.
“That dumb fuck brought them here. Said they busted him,” Eduardo grits out.
“How?”
“I’d ask him, but he’s fucking dead.”
I wrap my arms around my stomach. All I can do is stand here. I have never felt so helpless before. Come on, Jax, I know you’ll find me. I pray sooner rather than later.
The man's eyes come back to me; he cocks his head to the side, studying me. “You belong to the Marinos.” I swallow. It’s not really a question. “Motherfucker,” he curses.
“The hell, Gino? What do you mean?” Eduardo's eyes flick up and down me again; this time, his gaze is different.
“Both of you, over there,” Gino orders, pointing to one of the mattresses. We both stare at the unmade bed. “Now!” he barks, putting both our asses in motion. “I’ve seen her before. She’s with one of Z’s sons.” I’m not sure if this is a bad or good thing.
“Shit, what do we do?” Eduardo’s voice hitches. It’s the first time since we arrived that he doesn’t seem so cocky. There’s definitely fear struck in him now that he heard the Marino name.
“Calm down. Let me think.” Gino starts to pace.
While I’m terrified, I still find it kind of cool how just hearing the Marino name has such an impact on people. I mean, I can’t say I blame them.
“We kill them and get the fuck out of here,” Eduardo suggests. Holy crap. If they’re going to kill us, we should try and make a run for it. There’s no way I’m going down like this.
“We might need her. First, we should figure out what the Marinos already know. I’m guessing the most they know is about Jim. They have no clue where he is, though.”
“I still think we should move. I’ve heard a lot of whispers about how good the Marinos are with intel. There are now multiple generations of them.”
“And what? Leave everything?” Gina motions to the wall where all the tables are lined up. I’m sure there are millions of dollars' worth of product on them.
“We’ve made enough to disperse at this point.” Eduardo hurries over to the tables, grabbing a box out from under one. He starts to throw things into it. I glance over to the stairs.
“Don’t think about it. We might not kill you right now, but I can bust your knees,” Gino warns. I swallow and find the will to talk.
“You should take the drugs and go. Leave us here,” I tell him. “Jax won’t stop until he finds me, and if you do anything to me—” I let that hang.
“Over pussy?” Eduardo scuffs.
“Shut up, you dumb shit. The Marinos are insane when it comes to their females.”
“They’ll slow us down. Let's pump them full of drugs and get out of here. They’ll think they OD’d.” Eduardo really is a dumb shit.
“Keep packing. I’m going to call Father and see what he thinks we should do.”
“Now you’re the dumb shit.” Gino scoffs at his brother. “You saw what happened when Lisa got out of line. Which, not to mention, was Dad’s idea, and that went right to shit.” Who the hell is Lisa? Could that be the other dead girl from the warehouse? “He killed our sister. You think he won’t kill us?”
“She was useless. Lisa knew fucking one of Dad’s men would be a death sentence to her. She was only as good as the marriage she could have gotten. Cunt was tainted.”
Blair and I both glance at each other. I’m sure my eyes are as wide as hers. These people clearly don’t play by any set of rules. Gino pulls out his phone, ignoring his brother's comment, and makes a call.
“We have to try and get out of here,” I whisper to Blair.
“I know,” she whispers back.
“We just have to make a run for it.” There isn’t much of an option. They could kill us at any second. The dad they’re calling might tell them to do just that. Clearly, I have qualms about killing anyone.
Blair is to my left and closer to the stairs. Good. My first goal is to get her out of here. I got her wrapped up in this mess. All she did was be my friend. Plus, they might keep me alive for collateral.
“When I say go, we bolt to the stairs. Okay?” Blair closes her eyes for a second but nods. I wait, watching the two men bicker. Their attention is on the phone. “Go,” I tell her. We both stand, and Blair bolts across the room. I follow after her but stop when Eduardo pulls out a gun.