The man laughed bitterly. "I don't need to drive you to find out where you live. Believe me, Savannah."
Alright. Was he reading her mind or did she say it out loud again?
But even if she voiced out her concerns, being so far from him, he shouldn't be able to hear it. Maybe he simply was perceptive.
She shook her head. "I'm fine walking. Thanks," she said loudly, waving at him. That she was still able to act somewhat normal around him was really surprising. She once again started walking.
Not for long because in the next few seconds Elio appeared right in front of her. Confusion filled her expression. She didn't even hear him approach her, let alone that he made such distance in a spare of seconds. He looked annoyed, his eyes darkened and his hands clenched into fists.
"I don't know if you made it your mission to piss me off to the point of no return, or if you're just that stupid." He took her bag from her arm. “Turn the fuck around and stop fighting me on this. You're not fucking walking home. It's almost one in the night, Savannah. Las Vegas isn't the safest city on the best of days. Let alone in the middle of the fucking night."
He would know. Being one of those dangers lurking in the shadows.
Seeing that he was serious, she did what he ordered. Trying to convince herself that she was doing it for her brother, Aiden. He’d been with his babysitter longer than predicted. To get to him quicker was a plus.
Hesitantly, she got into the passenger seat. Her heart was beating so hard that she believed it would jump out. It could easily be called the most stupid thing she’d ever done. To be in a car with a mafioso should be a sin. Just like their job was bound to get them to hell one of those days. No redemption.
Elio opened up the trunk, making her even more nervous. She kept on looking in the side mirror to see if he planned on killing her; taking out a gun or something as she couldn't see any on him before. Surprisingly.
But as she saw the man taking his shirt off, she knew that her previous thinking wasn't the one she was supposed to have. Was rape an option too? Is that another worry that she had to deal with? Her hands were trembling uncontrollably. Her primary instincts were screaming at her to run.
However, she wasn’t brave enough to take her chance on getting away from him. Because the outcome would be only one. He would catch her and get even more rattled, taking his anger out on her. It was always the case with her father. The crying, the pain and begging was the worst thing she could do then as it is now.
She looked again. The man was half-way hidden so that she could only see one of his arms. And at that moment curiosity took over completely as she turned around, meeting Elio's eyes. He was putting on a white dress shirt, buttoning it. When their eyes met, he smirked, knowing that Savannah's mind was traveling a hundred miles per second as to what he was doing and why. When in fact he was simply changing clothes to more formal.
“I don't want to cover my car with blood. It's hard to wash off,” he explained.
His words were meant to calm her down, but they had the exact opposite effect. She realized that the man must have had Hunter's blood all over his clothes which she didn't see before.
Her eyes rested upon the diner, trying to hide her red cheeks and the embarrassment that filled her. Hunter still hadn't left the place. Was he even able to move? Should she call for an ambulance? Would Elio even let her do that?
She sighed, deciding that as soon as she was going to be home she would make a call. First to her boss to be certain whether he needed help or not. Calling the police wasn't an option. She knew that the second he told her straight that he was a part of the mafia. Cops wouldn't care as soon as they would hear his name. Probably. Or maybe they would for a while. Until his buddies would take care of it and sweep the whole thing under the rug. And then she would be the one in trouble.
Elio got into the car, at last, starting the engine. He was dressed now in black slacks and a shirt, looking dashing. He was acting as if nothing has ever happened and it unsettled the girl even more.
Dear mother of dragons, she was in trouble just by being in Elio's company.
Chapter Five
This might have been the worst decision Savannah has ever made.
Scratch that.
It most certainly was the worst one. And while trying to bring up a small kid, you could be sure that she made quite a lot of them. It was always trial and error. But getting into Elio's car was something she should have refused. Made Man or not, being reckless was never her strong suit. She always tried her best to be responsible and by letting Elio know her address she was allowing him into her world. Her brother's world.
But what other choice did she have? Her initial plan to walk home was ridiculous since she had over five miles to go. It would take her an eternity unless she ran, and even though she was fit, it was her last wish after twelve hours of work. Legs were killing her after going back and forth between tables and the kitchen. Today was one of those excruciatingly long days that ended in the worst way possible. However, she couldn't leave and just ignore that Hunter
