Stolen by Truths (Truth or Lies 4)

I’m tired of playing games with Milo.

I want him dead.

I’m going to protect Enzo and kill Milo.

Enzo had his chance to kill Milo; he didn’t take it. But now he knows everything there is to know about Milo’s mansion.

If Milo takes me, Enzo will come. Enzo would have never included me in his plans, but now I’m forcing his hand. Now he has no choice. I’ll take Milo down from the inside, and Enzo can attack from the outside. Together we will defeat him.

“I accept your deal. You go with me, and I won’t hurt Enzo. And I will remain Enzo’s heir to become leader of his empire.”

Milo holds out his hand, and reluctantly I put my hand in his, hoping I didn’t just give up all of myself in the process.

18

Enzo

My eyes open, and I feel the pain.

Not the pain in my neck or my shoulder. No, I’m pumped full of enough narcotics to never feel my body again.

No, the pain I feel is the loss of Kai.

She isn’t here. I don’t feel her anywhere, even before I open my eyes, and my sight confirms it.

Langston is sitting in a chair next to my bed. His head slumped in his hand.

“How long have I been out?” I ask.

He startles, his eyes large as he sees that I’m awake. But he doesn’t look happy to see me awake.

“Twenty-four-hours. You’ve been in a drug-induced coma. The doctor said you needed it to heal after all the blood loss. He was worried you had swelling in your brain and around your heart.”

I had swelling in my heart alright, and it’s going to get worse after I ask my next question.

“Where is Kai?”

Langston looks at his hands.

“Where the fuck is Kai?” I scream.

“You need to relax. You have a lot of injuries, and I’ll explain everything.”

“Where is Kai?” my voice waivers as I say it, because I already know the answer. I know why he isn’t willing to tell me.

“She went with Milo.”

I close my eyes as the agony washes over me in one large wave consuming my entire body. But I don’t have time to wallow in my loss. I can’t let Milo have her a second longer.

I sit up in the bed and pull off all the chords attached to my chest. And then I grab the IV and rip it from my arm.

Langston doesn’t move as I get out of the bed. And then I shove him with everything I have toward the wall. His body hits it, but he doesn’t fight me.

Instinctively, I reach behind me for my gun, but I’m in a damn hospital dress. And I don’t have a gun on me.

“Looking for a gun to shoot me?” Langston asks his voice heavy.

“Yes, you deserve to feel some pain after you let her go with him. I gave you one job: protect her. At all costs. And the first time she’s alone with Milo, you let her go. You have no idea what he will do to her.”