Desolation (New Rochelle Mafia #1)

33. CHAPTER 33

CHAPTER 33

DRAKE

E veryone straps up.

Helping Elodie into her vest and getting everything tightened properly, I help her pull her sweater down over the top of it. Looking over to my left, I see my dad doing the same thing for Reba.

I’m nervous as hell about sending Elodie and Reba on their own while we go to the other location, but everyone has a part to play, so I just have to deal with it.

Breakfast was quiet this morning and everyone did their own thing for lunch today because we were all busy with last minute preparations. It’s been a long day already and we haven’t even gotten to the worst part yet.

The men we already have stationed near the warehouses have all checked in. The auction is starting to fill up already with early arrivals. Probably people hoping for a first look at the merchandise. Fucking sick fucks. I hope several of them run in front of my guns tonight. I won’t be checking myself.

Elodie looks nervous too. But I know the larger part of her is wanting to be there to help everyone, so she will swallow down her fear and do what she has to do to help them. We already sent the supply van ahead to the new warehouse. They are going to get everything set up so that when Elodie and Reba arrive, there won’t be much left to do except double check everything and wait for the vans to start bringing the women.

El grasps my sleeve and looks up at me with wide eyes, “Please be careful. Don’t do anything stupid okay? If someone else gets a chance to take Dominic out, let them. Don’t be a hero. I want you to come home to me.”

Like hell I’m letting anyone else have that job. But I nod without speaking. She doesn’t need to know. It will just worry her more.

She searches my face and her eyes narrow but she doesn’t say anything. Like she already knows that’s not gonna happen. Sighing, she moves over to my dad and brother and the other guys and goes down the line hugging everyone and sending her well wishes.

It’s odd.

We are a Mafia Familia, yet here is this tiny slip of a woman, hugging all these big scary mafia guys like they are all her pets. And I guess they are. Any one of them would kill for her. Some of us already have. Me, Zeke, and Eren. Before the end of the night there will be more bloodshed, partially for her, partially for us, and partially for those women we are going to rescue.

I walk Elodie and Reba to the SUV, opening their door and letting them slide in. Looking at the two guys in the front I give them my best “you’d better not fuck this up” look. I already scared them within an inch of their lives earlier when I told them what I would do to them if anything happened to her. They nod.

We head over to our SUV’s and load up as well. Pulling out of the parking garage, I look back at Elodie’s SUV. They have to sit for a few minutes so that we aren’t all riding out together. I stare at it until I can’t see it anymore and then I face forward in my seat and concentrate on killing Dominic Petrucci.