"It's a large manila envelope." Emmett cuts in. "I would've opened it but it didn't have my name on it."
I rush out of the room and right into my office, only to find Vin sitting on the chair in the corner.
"I thought they would tell you." He says as he scrubs his hand over his chin. "I won't be left in the dark any longer Em. You will open that with me here and then you're going to tell me exactly what you found in his office."
I should feel some sort of anger towards his attitude, not this throbbing in my very broken vagina.
I don't bother to answer him because whatever, so I sit at the desk and stare at the envelope with Emberlise Torres written on the front.
I flip it over and rip open the flap to slide the documents out. On top is a letter in Carm's writing and the overwhelming rush of despair chokes me for a few seconds. I will never see him again. I won't be called Hermanita again. I gather myself and begin to read the letter.
Emberlise Torres,
Don't get mad, that's your name.
Reading that line takes me back to when he sent me the knife to Vin's cottage so long ago.
I want to start by apologizing to you. I'm sorry it took me so long to give you my complete loyalty and you know why. I know you took that file from my office and I know you know what it all means.
With that being said, it's no excuse for what I've done or better yet, what I haven't done to help you. Inside this envelope is everything I ever found on Jennifer Talia and kept to myself, including all business dealings through Love the Tots. I know I lied to you when I said I found nothing.
There were a lot of illegal dealings with them but I can't see anything really wrong. They took children and infants from terrible homes and sold them to better homes. Yes, they made a profit but foster care is worse in a lot of cases.
If you're reading this then I didn't make it out and I can only hope you did. If you did then don't blame yourself because I did the right thing. I saved you.
Emmett needs you more than he ever needed me. I can see your bond and in a year it's so much stronger than his and mine. I leave him in good hands and I know you can take care of him. Let him take care of you too, he's more than capable even though he can be an idiot at times.
You are the strongest person I have ever met, you see something impossible and work tirelessly to make it possible. You face down the most formidable opponents and laugh as you watch them fall. I have never been so proud of anyone in my entire life. I don't fear the Torres name ending with you having it.
You are not our father, you never were anything like him. He led out of fear but you lead out of respect. I am trusting the Rampage to you, the Head corporation to you and finally, the Torres empire to you. I trust you will do what's right, you always do.
I'm ending this on a confession and since I am already dead, you can't kill me. I slept with Marlana. I couldn't help how drawn we were to each other and now that I'm dead, please continue to keep her safe. She can change. She can be good.
I love you and please tell Emmett I love him too. He was always a better person than me and his heart is ten times bigger than yours and mine.
Your big hermano always,
Carmelo Torres
I wipe the tears from my cheeks and hand Vin the paper. He squeezes my hand before he takes it. As he’s reading that, I begin sifting through the papers on his desk. Some I already knew from the file I took but others are a complete surprise.
I really need to know what the fuck Talia is up to.
All our phones ping with an alert and I know it’s her coming up the drive. Call it intuition or some shit.
“Bitch is here.” Emmett snarls as he opens the front door.
I’m not going to ask him to be nice, she is a bitch and to be honest, I may not be so welcoming either. After all the shit I read in that file, I want to throttle the little woman.
“She kind of reminds me of those old school supervillains that were short and bossy and the henchmen were always big and dumb.” I state.
“I don’t care.” Emmett shrugs. “I’ll still sink a knife in her eye.”
Sounds about right. He is wearing his belt of knives.
I stand out on the front step with him and watch as three SUV’s follow behind a limo-not unlike the one I rode in earlier. Four men get out and walk to the limo, opening the door for her fucking majesty.
“Is this real?” Vin says from behind me, his voice sounding amused.
“She is on enemy territory.” I shrug. “I killed her son.”
“Carm killed her son.” Emmett corrects.
“No, it all started with me.”
“Shut up and get your heads straight.” Vin snaps. “We need to be focused.”
There goes my broken vagina again, she’s straight up loving asshole Vin.
Talia gets out of the limo and raises her hand to wave at us, like we’re her fucking groupies.
“Bitch…” Emmett begins and starts to stalk towards her.
I reach out just in time to grab the back of his shirt and drag him back.
“Keep a calm head, Mano.” I ground out.
“Trust me, Emmett.” Vin cuts in as he watches Talia walk towards us. “I will hold her down for you if shit gets out of hand.”
“That sounds close to non-consent and kind of gross.” I mutter.
“Fuck off.” Vin snorts.
“Hello.” Talia says as she faces us in her scarf
