Sixty-Five

Fuck!

Enzo screamed, punching one of his father's men who stood in front of him. The guy fell to the floor with a groan, clutching his mouth.

Behind him, Enzo heard a sigh.

“You've really got to stop punching these guards as if it's their fault Gypsy is gone, Enzo.” Dante said.

Enzo spun around, glaring at him. “So what are you saying, that it's my fault they couldn't do their job?”

Dante raised his hands in surrender. “You've got to calm down, man. Because whether or not the guards didn't do their job, punching them isn't going to solve anything. We need to take action.”

And they were very quickly running out of options.

“You can leave.” Dante signalled at the man who quickly scurried out of the study.

Enzo sunk into the swivel chair behind the desk in the study. He felt like he was going crazy.

It'd been four days since Gypsy left with Zeke. Four fucking days without hearing their voice or seeing them.

Enzo would've tolerated it if he knew that she was safe and just didn't want to t