Mateo Caputo (Unseen Underground 2)

Mr. Blue slowly turned his attention to Lorenzo. “I’m about to give sen

sitive information. If there is anyone in this room that you don’t trust, then ask them to leave.”

A muscle in Lorenzo’s jaw twitched, his frustration clear. “If I didn’t trust them, they wouldn’t be in here.” He threw the paper down onto the table, done with looking at it. Whatever Mr. Blue was about to tell us wasn’t on there anyway.

“The BCS,” Mr. Blue started, placing his hands flat on the table. “Are the crew that has been trying to take your territory.”

I froze, unblinking as I stared at Mr. Blue. Stan aka Tanner was part of that crew. Which meant this was connected. This wasn’t a random hit on us. This wasn’t a local dealer trying to get free drugs to sell on the streets. This was more than planned, it was a tactical move against us.

“Who runs the BCS?” I asked, finally getting some words out.

“That, I haven’t been able to find out.” Mr. Blue’s nostrils flared, the first time I’d ever seen frustration on his face. “Whoever it is has covered their tracks. They know what to do to make just enough noise, but not to be in your face.”

My cell buzzed in my pocket, but I ignored it.

“Find out who they are,” Lorenzo barked at him, standing. “I want to know every fuckin’ thing there is to know about them.” He pushed his hand through his hair. “Doesn’t matter the cost.”

Mr. Blue stood, apparently finished. “I’ll be in touch.” He nodded at me but I didn’t do anything back. I was still trying to figure it all out. It was a mindfuck, but I didn’t have time to sit here and put everything in its rightful place. We were under attack this whole time and had no goddamn idea.

I wasn’t sure how long I was sitting there, frozen still, but when I heard the door clicking closed, I turned to face Lorenzo. His face was just as confused and frustrated as mine. But the darkness in his eyes promised that he was about to go to war.

“What now?” Romeo asked.

“We wait for Mr. Blue,” Lorenzo grunted. “And you keep everyone close. A silent enemy is a deadly enemy. We didn’t see them coming, and they’re banking on that. But now that we know…” He grinned, the Lorenzo that only came out when he had to dish out a punishment coming to the forefront. “We can plan our attack. I’ll kill every last one of them if I have to.”

I had no doubt that he would. He was—

My cell vibrated again. Frustrated at the interruption, I yanked it out, seeing a message from an unknown number. Frowning, I clicked it open, waiting for the attachment to load, and when it finally did, I clicked play.

A woman ran across the room, the camera tracking her. She flew through the air, throwing her fist at someone. I brought the device closer to my face, trying to make out who I was watching. I couldn’t make any of them out, and as I went to click off it, figuring someone had sent me some kind of fucked up chainmail, the woman screamed, “It’s all your fault!”

The woman moved, jumping on top of someone and the camera moved, letting me see it clearly.

A woman tied to a bed. Taking a beating. The phone shook as whoever was holding it turned it around on them, grinning at the camera. Stan. Or should I say, Tanner.

What the hell was he sending me this for? How the hell had he gotten my personal number?

He winked then spun it around again, zooming in on her face, and when her eyes sprang open, I shot up, my chair smashing on the floor with a bang.

“What the fuck.” I paused the video on her face, not believing what I was seeing. “They have her,” I whispered, not sure if the men in the room could hear me. “They have Luna.”

* * *

LUNA

“You took him from me!” she screamed.

I gurgled, moving my head to the side to protect my face as her hand came down again. Her palm connected with my ear, slapping so hard that it started to ring.

“He was mine. Not yours!”

I swallowed, trying to get enough energy to say, “Who?”

“Your dad.” She stilled on top of me and for a brief second, I thought that it was over. She’d gotten her anger out, and now she’d leave me alone. If Stan wanted something from Mateo, then this wasn’t what he’d brought me here for. But I could still sense him in the room with us.

She jolted forward, her hands wrapping around my throat. She squeezed, her fingernails digging into my flesh. “You think your rich husband can just turn up and take him away from me?” I blinked up at her, totally confused. She laughed. “Yeah, that’s right. He came and took him. He’s probably dead.” Her chest heaved at her words. “And now I’m gonna kill you.”

My heart sank, my body going limp. Her words were packed with truth, a truth I knew she’d stick to now that she’d said it out loud.