Chapter 48-3

"Does it look like I give a shit what Amanda says? If she's hurt you, then I will slit her damn throat!" Dante growls, sounding like he's about to implode. "Dante, I need you to stay put. Please. I'm-- I'm just overreacting. I'm homesick. I miss you...and my family too. I haven't been able to get through to Dad or Uncle Jerry." "What? That can't be right. I saw Beta Evans the other day. He was near the territorial lines and he was-- oh." "Oh? What do you mean by that?" I frown, sniffing away a few fallen tears. "Don't worry about it. I'll go and check on him now, okay? You focus on yourself, baby. I've got things sorted here." "How will I know if he's okay?" "If something has happened, then I'll call this number and raise hell until someone passes on a message. If I don't call back, then it means everything is fine. Capiche?" "Got it." I whisper morosely. "Thank you, Dante. I owe you one." "Yeah, you owe me one seriously