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awoke to a pounding on the door.
    With a curse, Luca jumped from the bed, put on a pair of slacks and grabbed his gun. “Who is it?”
    He must have recognized the people on the other side, because he swung the door wide open.
    And was shot directly in the chest.
    The scream that erupted from my lungs was silent, as if the sound had been stolen directly from my throat.
    Luca crumpled to the floor.
    Men I didn’t recognize grabbed me and threw a dark sack over my head. The last thing I remembered was pain slicing through my skull.
    And severe loss.
    **
    It could have been hours or merely minutes. I woke up chained to a chair. Things didn’t look good. The men circled me like prey each of them grinning at my state of undress. Whoever had captured me had at least thrown a dress over my body though it hung across my shoulders, almost revealing my breasts.
    “We do this easy or hard.” A man with a thick accent said from the shadows.
    “W-what?”
    “Easy or hard. Ladies choice.”
    “I don’t understand.” I gulped, “Please, just let me go.”
    Laughter erupted around the room. “Let you go?” The thick accent grew louder. “Just let you go? You are our bargaining chip, sweet.”
    A loud knock sounded at the door and then. “He’s arrived.”
    Frank entered. I breathed a sigh of relief. “What’s the meaning of this Nicholas?”
    Ah so the man had a name.
    I waited while Frank crossed his arms as if bored of the entire scene.
    “She belongs to your family?” Nicholas pointed, “Belongs to your dead brother?”
    My body convulsed.
    “Bull shit.” Frank rolled his eyes, “She belongs to me.”
    The hell I did.
    “She was in your brother’s bed, no?”
    “Yes.” Frank hissed as if the idea was so abhorrent he couldn’t even mutter an affirmative answer. “And she’ll be punished. But she is my wife.”
    I felt my body tighten. Wife?
    “And your own brother…” He laughed, “Decided to try a piece?”
    Franks swore and hit the man across the face. “A life for a life, Nicholas.”
    The gun went off.
    Nicholas fell in a heap to the ground.
    Men around him began pulling out their firearms as Frank lifted his hands in surrender. “Don’t do him the honor of even defending his miserable life, all of you Nicolasi men are the same. Now, who stands to take over? You better find out and find out soon because we will come for you.”
    Another shot rang out as the person closest to me fell to the ground, blood seeping from his skull onto the cement.
    “And we will destroy you.” Another gunshot.
    Another body.
    I closed my eyes willing the nightmare to go away.
    “You need a boss, lest you turn on one another and lose what precious money and respect you have left.” Another gunshot.
    A man screamed.
    Frank laughed. The bastard laughed. “We are the second most powerful family in the Cosa Nostra, you either stay and suffer my wrath or nominate your next boss by midnight and leave the country.”
    Men murmured in Sicilian. Then one clipped. “It is a tedious situation, the man to replace is young, he is… injured.”
    “Then you better hope he wakes up, you better pray to God that he survives whatever has been done to him, because if you don’t elect a new leader, one you trust, one the rest of the Families approve of…” Another gunshot.
    More cursing.
    “I’ll destroy you all.”
    I opened my eyes to see dead bodies all around me, blood caked to the floor, running like a river towards the door.
    And then Frank was in front of me, unlocking the chains and lifting me into his arms.
    “Shhh.” He whispered in my ear. “I’ve got you… I’ll never let you go. I swear it.”
    “H-he’s dead.”
    “I know.” His eyes flashed, “And we’ll get our revenge.”
    I nodded. Next to Luca, Frank was the only other man I could trust.
    “I’ll protect you, Joyce.”
    “I know you will.”
    “Until the very end.”
    Had I known what he was referring to… had I been able to comprehend the