Chapter 130 - Revenge is a Dish Best Served (not) Cold

MAVERICK

There were bruises all over Celestina’s chest and probably more all over her body. If I were her, I would have been in a coma. How did she tolerate that pain was a miracle?

“That motherfucker!” I jumped at Terzo’s voice, booming inside the study. He said something in Italian before the door slammed next, vibrating in all corners.

The room went utterly silent, but my sobs.

“Shit.” I thought it was Linden.

I turned to find his voice, and he just went to the door. “Gabe, what is it?”

“They took Giosue with them,” said Celestina. “Terzo is gonna torture him in inhumanely possible.”

I swallowed hard as I found it hard to digest. “You should take a rest.”

“I’m fine. I’ll rest later.”

“I can find you some painkillers.”

“I’ll go find a medicine cabinet,” Lake volunteered.

“So you’re Lake, the husband?” asked Celestina.

“Yeah, the husband. I wish we’d met not in a circumstance like this.”

She smiled. “Don’t ever raise a hand at her, or I will kill you.”

I held my laugh as I sat next t