Chapter 68: Damn Those Eyes-2

My eyes noticed the edge of something dangling out of Blaire's closed fist. Slowly peeling back her fingers, I realised that it was Jade's charm bracelet.

It would appear that Jade must have left it there for us to find.

When Nigel entered, the large Irishman immediately ran and came to Blaire's side. A string of Gaeilge curses fell from his mouth.

Not wanting to get any more blood on the trinket, I took out my handkerchief. I then removed the bracelet and pocketed it before getting out of the way to give the larger man some space as he held Blaire's body.

Wiping my bloodied hands on my pants, I immediately walked over to the counter. The customers and owners were still visibly shaken, paralysed with fear.

"I need the video surveillance," I demanded, my voice laced with emotion.

After quickly reviewing the inaudible footage, I downloaded a copy on an USB-drive. I attentively listened to some of the eye witnesses retell what they had seen take place, knowing that their input could add details that the video could not.

Details such as Cristiano being the son of the Cartel drug lord José Hernández García.

The shock I was experiencing rendered me speechless.

I was often good at reading people; it was part of my job after all. Where Cristiano was concerned, I had grown to like the young man over time, and truly felt that he had been a real and genuine friend to the girls.

It seemed that everything had just been one big set up from day one and no one had seen it coming.

Even though the witnesses confirmed that Cristiano had tried to save them, I could not help the anger I felt towards him and was eager to get my hands on him. Someone would pay for what happened today.

I felt proud knowing that most of the dead Mexicans were a result of Jade's actions.

In my heart, I knew that she could survive whatever hell that she was going to face at the hands of the Mexican Cartel. A part of me unconsciously relaxed, knowing that she would definitely be able to fend for herself against Cristiano if he did indeed pose a danger.

After a few more minutes, I could hear the police arrive. Looking out through the window, I saw that Dominic and James were pulling up as well. Commissioner Edgehill was talking briefly with Dominic while Vincent, Quintin, and the others rushed into the building.

When James saw his fiancée on the floor, he pushed Nigel out of the way and held her dead body to his chest. He started cursing and crying all at once, not caring that people were watching him.

"What happened?" Vincent asked.

I gave a quick summary and handed over Jade's charm bracelet as well as

the video footage to the tall Italian, then added, "We have Miguel in one of the vehicles, hopefully we can make him talk into telling us where they took Jade."

"No doubt to that bastard José. He's in Miami somewhere last we knew, but where is the question," Quintin spoke, his face flushed as his emotions fluctuated between being sad and angry, "I bet that's where they're headed!"

In that moment, Dominic entered. His pale face was tense while his blue eyes were taking in the scene before him. His fists were clenched at his sides, the muscle in his jaw visibly ticking as he breathed deeply.

Shaking his head to seemingly clear his thoughts, Dominic stated. "We need to go. The longer we stay here, the farther away Jade moves from us," the silver-haired man instructed.

I nodded in understanding.

"You have a choice, Jee-min. You can either wallow in self- pity, or do something about it. You can't do both!" he said firmly as he turned and left.

Dominic was right.

As cold as it sounded, there was nothing we could do for Blaire. She was already dead and I could mourn her loss later. But there was still time to save Jade, and from the look on Dominic's taunt face, I knew that he would be damned if he lost her.

I observed the way Dominic's hand fisted Jade's charm bracelet as Vincent handed him the bloodied piece of jewellery. He visibly exhaled in deep, sharp breaths while his lips pulled back into a snarl as his intense blue eyes narrowed.

From the way he clenched his jaw and flared his nostrils, I knew that he was close to unravelling.

That was the thing about Dominic Calvetti, even though he was known for his violent outbursts, there was so much more than that brewing beneath the surface. What people did not know was that the rumors they heard about him could not be further from the truth. For in reality, Dominic was much worse than anything they could imagine.

God alone knew what he would do to get Jade back.

Turning my gaze over towards Nigel's troubled face, my mind ran on James. It was only obvious that the Irish mafia boss would be too distraught to be of any real help and I could not even imagine the pain he was going through.

As a result, Dominic decided to leave the man to grieve, knowing that the Irishman would meet up with us later to interrogate Miguel. Walking up to Quintin, he filled me in and let me know that in other parts of

the city, the other mafia bosses were doing their best in trying to track down The Road Crows. I knew they would be successful, I just hoped that we would not be too late.

Getting to the bikers would be our best bet in finding out where Jade might be.