Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 23105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“Let’s go,” he snaps under his breath and suddenly grabs my forearm across the counter. “Bet we’ll get a lot for you.”
The man starts to drag me over the counter, and I let out a small scream. “You can’t kidnap me! I’m the kidnapper!”
He manages to yank me to his side of the counter, and I fall off, barely staying on my feet. He’s definitely not as good of a kidnapper as me. Before I can tell him this, a loud shot rings out, and I feel the splatter of warm blood against me. Mr. Wannabe Kidnapper crumples to the ground, and I gag at the sight of all the blood.
I know they say head wounds bleed a lot, but damn, it’s everywhere. I spot my sunglasses on the ground next to him. They must have been on top of my head and fallen off when he yanked me rudely over the counter. I reach down and pick them up, then slide them on.
I was hoping the shade from the sunglasses would help against the sight of all of the blood, but it’s no use, and I gag again. I slowly turn toward my customer and see he’s still holding the gun, but now it’s down at his side.
Where the hell is my pepper spray when I need it? Surely I can’t take another man hostage? I let out a loud sigh at the thought of having to repeat last night with someone new.
“You okay?” he asks, and I hold up my finger.
“Hold that thought.” I walk back around the counter and grab my pepper spray then aim it at the man.
“I saved you,” he points out as he takes a step back.
He doesn’t resist or attempt to fight me. In fact, he puts the gun down on top of one of the washers. Smart. He knows I have a quick spray response. I haven’t timed it, but I’m sure it’s deadly fast.
“But who is going to save you?” I ask, and his eyes widen at my question.
My badass mob rep is growing by the second.
Chapter 8
Mattia
“Drop me off and circle the block to find a spot,” I say to my driver as he brings the car to a stop. There are several cars parked in front of the laundromat, and there aren’t any spaces available. “I’m not sure how long I’ll be, but I’ll text when I need you.”
I tell him I can get my own door and then thank him as I exit. As I walk to the laundromat, I check my phone and see that it’s past closing time. Leo will have the exterior locks engaged, but she’s probably not aware of the little trick where you can pop the pin under the handle and still get in.
It’s something her uncle showed me once when I was around six and I needed to do him a favor. He might not have been directly mafia, but he had connections all the same. Sometimes I’d run packages for him and I’d need to get into the shop after hours.
My guy Ernie didn’t let me know when they were leaving, so they are either still in the laundromat watching her or they’re out of a fucking job. Ernie was supposed to keep me updated and let me know the second she closed up. It’s been a while since his last update, and I’m annoyed. Guess I’ll need to come up with a punishment for the next time I see him.
Reaching under the handle, I pop the pin, and the door opens. There’s an energy in the atmosphere as soon as I step inside, and it has me reaching for my gun. I can’t see the counter from where I’m standing because I’m blocked by a row of double-stacked washing machines. Not knowing what’s ahead, I walk slowly and quietly as I raise my gun.
“Listen, lady,” I hear Ernie say, and I pause.
“No, you listen. This isn’t my first time kidnapping someone, but there’s no way you’re going to be as fun as that one. Oh, and you aren’t getting feet pics either. Those are only for my first victim.”
“What?” Ernie sounds so confused.
Uh, yeah Ernie, same. Why the fuck is she kidnapping Ernie? What the fuck did he do?
“The first thing you’re going to do is clean up all this blood,” Leo says and then gags.
Blood? Panic sends me into action, and before I can think better of it, I rush around the corner with my gun in hand. I’m ready to save Leo once again from whatever the fuck she’s gotten herself into.
As soon as I see her standing there holding the can of pepper spray, I know I’ve made a mistake. Leo gets startled by my appearance and hits the button, sending a small stream of the stuff into the air. The next thing I know, she’s tossing the can on the floor and pulling her shirt over her nose and mouth. Thankfully she’s got on sunglasses so there’s something to protect her eyes.