TW- Death, Kidnapping.
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"No" I practically screamed at him.

"Nat, I don't know what to tell you." his voice was raspy, it sounded like he was on the verge of tears.

"So who's in charge then? How do you even know? Was there a body?"

Questions spewed from my mouth, tears streamed down my face.

He sighed. "The Cartel sent out a pretty clear message, I didn't see a body but how else would they know about him?"

His voice broke just as he finished the sentence. I didn't know what they were going to do to him, I doubted we'd have the same 'treatment'.

"Okay, so who's in charge, Dad? Emi?" The tears vanished as my brain tried to figure out the next steps. Steps that weren't mine to make.

He stared at me for a moment.

"Prime, who is in charge of the Italian Mafia." I was about to explode. Two months ago I was the happiest woman in the world and now my life was falling apart.

"I don't know Nat, I don't know." He looked at the ground, almost ashamed. More likely trying to hide from the inevitable.

"You don't know who is in charge of your fucking Mafia." My hands were starting to shake, if it was fear or rage, I couldn't tell.

This was bad. This was really really bad.

"We're stuck here, so I don't know why you two even bother." Another voice answered.

I glared at him, he was right but I wasn't going on to let him walk all over me.

"Well maybe some of us plan on getting out of here, Your Royal Highness."

He laughed a little, I wanted to, but knowing what I had already faced I couldn't.

"Another thing, Nie and Emi ran for the hills as soon as they heard. Pretty much abandoned everything. Your dad is pissed." Prime half-whispered.

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