Chapter 207

*LORENZO* “Lie down, both of you. On your front. Hands behind your back.” Julio gives Ratface a quick look. Is he going to try something? I step forward and lower the barrel, aiming for his head. “Hello!” A voice from downstairs calls up. It’s Mona. Already? That makes no sense. “Upstairs, Mona!” I shout, not taking my eyes off the two lowlifes. I motion with the gun. Fucking lie down. They comply, and I approach the two prone figures on the bedroom floor. “Don’t move a muscle.” I press the muzzle of the gun into Julio’s back. “Try me. The shot will break your spine and enter your stomach, and you’ll die a slow, agonizing death, which is more than you deserve, you fucking animal.” “No. No. Please,” he whimpers like a beaten dog in his thick accent. “Shut up and keep still. Do you understand? Nod if you do.” Both men give me quick, furious nods, and I chance a glance at Danica who is wide-eyed, pale, and hugging herself in the doorway. Behind her, Mona appears, and Jenkins behind Danny.