Page 71 of Hunted By A Shadow (Kings Of Mafia)
“No. Not once. I spend my days cooking and watching the live stream.”
Oh, so my little mouse has been watching the live stream more than I thought.
“He also has a nurse come over to give me my regular checkups. Considering I’m being held captive, it isn’t so bad.”
Her words should upset me because I want her to suffer, not feel like she’s on some fucking vacation.
Instead, the corner of my mouth lifts.
A commotion downstairs pulls my attention away from the reunion, and I quickly walk to the metal staircase.
Chapter 25
Renzo
Halfway down the steps, I see Antonio and Roberto dragging a man who’s been beaten up toward me.
“Boss!” Antonio says, excitement in his tone. “We found him. I was just about to call you.”
The man is forced up the steps, and when I get a good look at his face, rage detonates in my chest.
“Castellanos,” I growl. “Finally we meet.” My eyes flick to Antonio. “Take him to the room.”
As they force him past me, I glance over the warehouse floor until I see Carlo and Emilio. I gesture for them to come.
It’s only when I walk to the room where they took the fucker the realization that I finally have Castellanos registers.
I have one of the men directly involved with Giulio’s death.
As I enter the room, I shrug my jacket off and toss it to the side. Antonio and Roberto have a tight grip on the man as my arm swings back, and my fist connects with his already busted jaw.
The satisfaction I feel is fucking intense, but it does nothing to lessen my need for vengeance.
I hit him twice more before Carlo and Emilio join us.
Taking a step back, I unbutton my cuffs so I can roll up my sleeves.
“Good job, guys. You can leave,” I say to Antonio and Roberto. “Go to Elio so he can pay you.”
“Yes, boss,” Antonio replies before they leave.
I need to promote Antonio. He’s become a valuable asset.
“Strip the fucker,” I order.
Carlo and Emilio get to work while my eyes burn on the man who belongs to The Harvest.
When he’s as naked as the day he was born, I signal for my men to force him to his knees.
“You supplied a kidney to Dr. Bentall,” I say to bring him up to speed in case he has no idea why he’s here.
Castellanos’ eyes snap to my face.
“The faster you tell me everything I want to hear, the quicker this is over,” I lie because I’m going to fucking make him pray for death before I kill him.
“I don’t know a Dr. Bentall,” he mutters.
My chest rises and falls with heavy breaths as my focus zooms in on the fucker, and unable to stop myself, I repeatedly kick the fucking shit out of him.