Revenge Of The Savior by Ava Pressley EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author: Ava Pressley
- Language: English
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ADRIAN
A light drizzle fell from the sky over the cemetery. Jimmy’s casket sat
splattered with rain, floral arrangements being watered by the heavens. I
stood next to my brothers—not blood, but family all the same. Dante to my
left, Leo to my right, we mourned the death of Jimmy “The Shark” Franco,
though not quite like Elise.
It was a difficult day for the strongest of us but watching Jimmy’s
daughter drape herself over the casket in the cold October rains wrenched my
heart. I’d served this family for years now, though not Jimmy directly. I
worked for Leo mostly, but I’d known of Elise. The love she had for her
father, and he for her, was the stuff of storybooks.
There weren’t many men who would attempt to get close to Ms. Franco.
Jimmy would never allow it. She was untouchable as they come, and I had it
bad. Everyone else was worried about finding Jimmy’s murderer, shot down
in cold blood on the side of the road after a gentlemen’s meeting. I had one
singular thing on my mind—Elise. If they came for Jimmy, they could come
for her. She needed protection.
“Fuck, that’s just heartbreaking.” Dante shook his head. I saw the slight
motion out of the corner of my eye. “And she watched it happen too. Makes
me want to slit that guy’s throat, whoever did this.”
I grunted my agreement, keeping my jaw clenched. I agreed, watching
Elise grieve her father was painful. The family would take care of her, so she
had no need to be concerned for her future, but losing a parent was hard. I
should know; I buried my own mother when I was just 18, before life took
me in a direction my father would be ashamed of.
“We’re going to catch him. No doubt in my mind.” Leo straightened his
tie. He’d done that a dozen times since we arrived. The man had no formal
bone in his body; the tie around his neck was out of reverence for the dead,
not propriety.
“Do we have any leads yet?” I kept my eyes trained on Elise as I asked
the question. One of her aunts was prying her from the casket. Her hair hung
soggy and limp around her face, mascara streaking down her face. Her eyes
met mine briefly and I conveyed every ounce of sympathy I could through
my gaze, seeing only pain returned to me.
“Nothing. Jimmy was a killer; that’s why they called him The Shark. But
no one has claimed the hit. He was a well-hated man. It’ll be hard to sniff
him out, but we’ll find him.” Dante’s attention focused on a car arriving midceremony. Leo and I joined him in his curiosity, turning to watch Isabella
step out of the Navigator. A Bratva turncoat, she’d managed to snake her way
into Dante’s life and had her talons sunk into him deeper than Jimmy was
about to be buried.
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