All Chapters of Caught In The Middle: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“What the fuck, Matteo, the boss said she was ours to do with as we want? You gonna take her all for yourself?” One guy stood up, objecting.Matteo shot him in the head. He fell where he stood, his eyes still open and staring blankly. “You guys seriously believe that? If he suddenly changes his mind, what the fuck do you think happens to all of you?” The rest of the guys quickly backed off from Quinn and Matteo motioned to her.“Come here, Quinn.”She scrambled up and ran to him, pressing her naked body against him as he put an arm around her and pulled her close. He backed out of the room closing and locking the door.He dropped his arm and quickly took his suit jacket off handing it to Quinn to put on and cover her nakedness.“Thank you, Matteo…thank you…fuck…I…” Quinn was shaking uncontrollably as Matteo put his arm back around her shoulders and started moving her down t

Reese had no intention of playing with Antonio any longer, he had to draw him out and what better way to do that than by destroying all his assets. Starting with the shipping yards he organized to blow at just before 11am the next day, then he stormed into the Black Diamond Club with twenty men.At this time of the morning there wasn’t anyone here besides the manager and a few men as he came in to do the cash. They usually had a couple of girls there as well and made it a time for ‘auditions’. It wasn’t hard to get that sort of information and the Mob had known it for a long time, sitting on it for just this occasion.As Reese strolled in, his men fanning out through the main bar area and jumping up on the stage to get through to the back, the men there all looked at them gob-smacked and it took them a moment of disbelief to realize what was happening. They quickly came to their senses when some serious hardware in the form of semi-automatic gun

Quinn woke to bright sunshine streaming into a strange room as someone pulled the heavy drapes back. She nervously lifted her head to peer at the person, her heart beating frantically as visions of her last few memories flashed in her head. She saw it was an elderly woman with a gentle face and lifted her head slightly.The woman glanced at Quinn and smiled. “You are awake…how do you feel? How is your head?”Her accent was thick Italian but her English was good. Quinn held her head as she sat up with a groan. The room spun a bit and made her feel nauseous. “My head feels thick and my body heavy…” Quinn looked at her hand, it felt like it was moving through water.“It will be like that for a little while, it is the drug they use.”The matter-of-fact way the woman said it made Quinn startle and remember everything about the kidnapping, Antonio, the assault and Matteo in clear detail.“Where am I

Antonio drove them to an old disused warehouse that he owned the land of and sometimes used the warehouse to store pallets of goods he would rather authorities didn’t see. He stepped out of the back of the car with an air of confidence as Matteo went into the trunk and pulled out a briefcase, he placed it down on the bonnet of the car and opened it up, pulling out a document and placing it next to the briefcase.Reese got out of his car and looked at Matteo and Antonio dubiously.“You already have a contract?”“No, that is a standard NDA contract, we can write on the back of it.” Matteo explained.“Huh…” Reese snorted. “Alright then…conditions.”“Winner gets the girl…it’s his responsibility to go and pick her up.” Antonio sneered.Matteo gave him a raised eyebrow, smirking while he wrote it down.Reese clucked his tongue, not getting the amuse

Ten days later Reese and Cory got out of the Fiat taxi in front of the gates of a villa a mile from the main city of Palermo. They had arrived in Italy the day before catching a boat across that morning and now they stood before the house of the man that had Quinn, Don Augusto Ferrante.The fact that there were several armed guards standing on the other side of the gates told them their visit had already been informed to Augusto. It had been obvious when they told the taxi driver the address it was well known and the taxi driver had spoken to his comrades at the ferry terminal park in Italian, they had all bristled and shouted at them. Reese had pulled a wallet full of cash and told the driver he could have it all. One had made a phone call as the driver herded them into his car laughing and nodding. He probably thought to just drop them off to their deaths and go about his day.Reese looked through the wrought iron gate at the guards and sucked his teeth. He was still