Chapter 98Katie’s POVThe elevator doors slide open before he takes my hand and leads me out.I was right.His grip on me is not casual, limp, hesitant, or optional. And the men who’ve moved impatiently upstairs are not gone. They follow us from a close distance.And they were waiting for us when we exited the elevator.I look around, trying to spot Beau.There is no trace of him.Good.He’s probably waiting for me where I parked my car.Oh, the thought of having to go there and face him, fend for myself, and survive another day makes me shake with fury.Speaking of that,“Hey…” I say as we move toward the concierge desk. “I need to talk to that girl,” I add, glancing at Cephus. “I had an appointment with someone here today and missed it. I need to reschedule it.”He listens to me intently, his head slightly tilted toward me, his eyes scanning the area around us and the space in front of the hotel.“Appointment?” he murmurs.“Yes.”It sounds like he’s questioning the truthfulness of
Chapter 99Katie’s POVThe afternoon light drips through the sheets of glass, highlighting the impressive view.The more we walk away from the concierge, the fewer people we encounter.And it’s mostly staff members. People who ensure everything looks sparkling clean and is neatly organized.He shows me to a large room that looks like an event room.I’ve never been in one of those.My stomach clenches as a different thought swirl in my head, and Tina comes to mind.I fear these flashbacks.I’m not superstitious, but they’re never good.Sweat lines my palm as I feel my way around my purse.“Is everything okay?” he asks, swiftly noticing that I struggle.“Yes.”He pulls the chair out for me, flicking his chin toward my purse.“What’s in your bag?” he asks before signaling the servers to bring the food.The man multitasks with ease.“Open it up,” he says as I fail to answer. “Toss the contents on the table,” he continues, and I look at him a bit baffled before moving my focus to the prist
Chapter 100Cephus’ POVThe last time I saw a girl like Katie, I was seventeen and spent the summer in Sicily.I didn’t want to go to Italy that summer.Like every other kid I’d known, I wanted to spend the summer with my friends in New York. My father insisted, and my mother refused to side with me on that one.They were both enthralled with the idea of visiting our extended family.Me? Not so much.I knew little about Italy. I spoke Italian because my parents had taught me, and I knew my cousins, aunts, and uncles, but I wasn’t born there.I was born in New York. Long Island, to be exact.That summer, I didn’t know that two years into the future, I’d lose my father and shortly after, my mother.My father was a decade older, and his health could’ve been better.My mother died of a broken heart after his passing, which I never thought would be possible, but it was.So that particular summer, my father and I fought a lot.Who wanted to spend all that time over there?Not me, anyway.I
Chapter 101Cephus’ POVShe was a girl, and I was a boy, and all I wanted was to talk to her. I just wanted to hear some words coming out of her beautiful mouth and maybe, if I was lucky, get a smile.I never dreamed of getting more than that. I had imagined her voice was soft and quiet.She glanced at me several times while I was working hard at getting noticed.And finally, while on a break, I realized she looked at me. Our eyes had met for the first time, and I was over the moon.She had a red scarf around her neck that day, her dark hair draped over her shoulders.She pulled it all back into a ponytail.Several silky strands of hair had broken free and slipped away, giving her a hard time, and that’s when I headed to her and asked her if she needed help.Sitting on a woven basket, she looked at me, and I instantly puffed out my chest and pulled my shoulders back, boastfully hinting at my athletic shape.A few months earlier, I started to get that nice V-shaped torso the girls went
Chapter 102Cephus’ POVWe returned to the olive orchard and sat on a blanket under a tree.I could swear it was the same blanket. It looked the same, anyway.And then she started to talk and tell me about her family, how they’d lost her father and struggled to work the land and support themselves.And I heard every word coming out of her mouth, yet I couldn’t make sense of anything she was saying.I was so affected by her presence.I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she finally came out of her shell and showed me that she liked me as much as I liked her.We became friends and were confined to each other.And I immediately felt like she’d have my back if something bad happened, and my mind ran away with that idea.And for the first time ever, I imagined someone like her to have a family of my own one day.Have a wife and children.And it quickly dawned on me how impossible that was.Like her hair being tamed, sitting nicely in her ponytail, it was simply impossible.I had a family and
Chapter 103Cephus’ POVLater, people said she was kidnapped and eventually trafficked anyway.Others said she’d been executed with her husband after he got into a bad deal with some nasty people.Whatever it was, she was gone.My cousin directed me to the cemetery, where fresh flowers sat on her grave, and her picture was encased in the tombstone.My heart stopped when I saw her.She was even more beautiful than I remembered her.Her long, unruly hair framed her face, and her lips were curved into a soft smile. Like she was smiling at me.As if she knew I’d be there one day, looking at her and recollecting those hours I’d spent with her.I had a hard time believing she was dead.I had a hard time convincing myself I was truly looking at her burial place.It was insane. Her story was insane.And I sat there and tried to understand why life would go so bad so fast.How that summer that seemed like any other summer would be the last good thing before tragedy struck.Only a few years bac
Chapter 104Cephus’ POVI barely walk out of the event room, where Katie Leto indulges in her food when Vito and Gianni tear away from the cushy armchairs in the hallway and head my way.“How was it, Boss?”“Fuck you, Gianni. That’s how it was.”He grins and winks at Vito while I run my fingers through my hair, smiling, still walking, not stopping to chat with them.At once, they spin around and follow me.“Where is the motherfucker who was supposed to interview this woman?”“The club manager?”“Are you clever with me now?” I toss at Vito, who struggles to keep up with me as I move briskly toward my office. “I thought you knew everything about her by now,” I say.“I do.”He reaches inside his pocket despite knowing my vehement aversion to phones.Anything digital makes my skin crawl as it’s such an expenditure and an around-the-clock operation to keep us safe.We use digital things in our legit businesses, like security cameras and, yeah, some phones.I was about to say the safe–depos
Chapter 105Cephus’ POVThat doesn’t mean our animosity for each other hasn’t soared and is not fueled by occasionally getting wind of the crap he’s doing.And also, occasionally, he must tiptoe around my business.I’d be surprised if he hadn’t talked to his boss and tried to sell him the idea that they could do more business if someone other than me was here.They’d even put down a good chunk of money if they knew they could trade living things that come in the shape of beautiful, vulnerable women like that girl, Katie Leto.My eyes go back to the screen, and I catch her just as she pushes her chair back, picks up her purse, looks around the room, and makes a beeline for the exit.The staff walks in to clean the table while she looks for her way out.“Vito?” I murmur, my eyes still pinned on the woman.He starts to speak.“Katie Leto lived all her life in LA at the same address.”I glance at him, making sure he’s not reading shit from his phone. He peeks at a scrap of paper where he’