Chapter 47: Tirone: Chapter 48

“Put my wife on the phone,” I told Enzio, hand squeezing my burner, hell bubbling up inside me. I’d been going insane, thinking I’d lost her, and now that I’d learned where she was and what she’d done… FUCK.

“I’m safe, Laius,” she said calmly as if all was well with the world.

Not with my world. Because she was my world, and she wasn’t safe. She was being used as bait. She’d be offered to the Larvins on a silver plate by the Lanzas, the mafia she herself said would never trust or side with. “Did they hurt you? Did anyone touch you?”

“No. I’m totally fine. Bianca and Mario are amazing. Enzio is quite the gentleman as well. I’m even taking my meds. Can you believe it? They were kind enough to pick up the prescription from the hospital.”

She’s friends with them now? What the fuck? “You’re killing me, Jo. How could you do this, baby? Why?”

“It was your plan all along. I just made sure you went through with it. I know you’re old school, and you wanted to do things yourself, but we’re one now. We protect each other. The Night Skulls are my family as much as they are yours, and we aren’t Bandidos. It’s our job to make sure of that. I’ve done my part. Now, it’s time to do yours.”

Old school… We aren’t Bandidos… It’s time to do yours… “I have no choice, do I? You already made it for me.”

“I’m only protecting us, Laius. The deal is already done. I hope you understand.”

“I do.” Her message was loud and clear.

“Good. See you soon.”

“Don’t worry about your wife, Furore,” Enzio said. “As long as you uphold your end of the deal, she’s safe.”

“As soon as you give me the Larvins, and I get my wife back in one piece, you’ll have what you came here for. Where and when is the meet?”

“I’ll text you the location and time.” He hung up.

I tossed the phone on the table, the brothers at Church staring at me.

“At least, she didn’t go to the Larvins,” Fort said.

Molar cocked a brow. “Surrendering to the Lanzas is any better? We’re now forced to take the Bellomos’ deal. We’ll be their fucking bitches.”

“The fucking mob can’t be trusted. Lanzas or Bellomos,” I said. “But she’s forcing my hand. I have to save my wife no matter what it takes. She’s my wife, though. It’s on me. You don’t have to—”

“She’s one of us,” Molar interrupted. “I don’t like what she’s done, but she’s still our family, and she’s taking one for the team, Prez. We’ll save and protect her like we’d save and protect you.”

“Hell yeah!”

“We’re all in!”

“Let’s shoot out the lights!”

Fort squeezed my shoulder. “We’ll get your wife back and kill those fucking assholes that hurt her. Then we’ll kick the Lanzas’ asses out of our town.”

My phone chimes with a text. I read it. “The meet is at midnight by the abandoned bridge over Sims Bayou.”

“I’ll go make some calls,” Molar said. “Any backup we can get won’t hurt.”

I nodded, doing my part and calling Michele.