I change tactics and beg, “Don’t hurt him, and I’ll do whatever you want.”
“That’s what I thought.” Rodian turns to look at Kirill. “The boy stays here as a reminder so she doesn’t get any ideas.”
“Got it.”
When Rodian leaves, I turn around and place my hand on Tim’s shoulder. “Are you okay?”
With fear in his eyes and a quivering chin, he nods. “Thanks for helping.”
“Of course.” He’s finally talking to me, so I ask, “How old are you?”
“Seventeen.”
“Jesus.”
His lips pull down, and as he struggles not to cry, I pull him into a hug and whisper, “I won’t let anything happen to you. Okay?”
He nods, looking down while he fights his emotions.
“Do you have family?” I ask.
He nods again.
I promise I’ll return you to them.
“That’s enough!” Kirill barks. “Get back to work, Miss La Rosa.”
Wow, look who’s showing cracks.
As I sit down and type, Tim stands right beside me, his hands folded in front of him.
He watches how I work for a while, then whispers, “No wonder it was so difficult to keep you busy. How did you do that?”
“Shut up!” Kirill silences the boy, and I shoot the bastard a glare.
Rodian comes back in. “What the fuck is all the shouting about?”
“Nothing,” Kirill replies.
“You look tense. Take a break and calm the fuck down, soldier.”
Kirill glances from Tim, to me, to Rodian, then he stalks to the door.
“Stay with them,” Rodian orders Mikhail before he also leaves.
I can feel the tension building, telling me my family will attack any minute now.
I look up at Tim. “Just stay by my side.”
He nods, then looks at the screen as I continue working, while my heart beats in my throat.
Chapter 19
Enzo
I lift the binoculars to my eyes and focus on the prison beyond, my sight sweeping over the front gate and along the sides of the buildings and the guards patrolling the grounds. Some stop to talk while others move along the perimeter, looking bored out of their minds, like they’re not standing between me and the only thing keeping me sane.
Rosie is inside that fucking place.