Page 47 of Colin (The Doherty Mafia)
I was aware of being the one who started the argument. The first thing I had done that morning was pick a fight with him, when he had just made me breakfast and coffee I badly needed. He tried to be sweet to me and I ended up kicking him in the balls.
Nonetheless, now I finally knew what he really thought of me.
He looked at me as a leech. As someone who had nothing better to do in life than sleep around with a guy she had just met and drunkenly married. He didn’t think I had a life, or anything worth going back to in Las Vegas.
He couldn’t wait to get rid of me.
Especially now that he had all his fun.
But where was I supposed to go now?
Back to Vegas?
Colin wouldn’t even expect me to be in the apartment when he got back from work. He probably hoped I’d be gone.
But I didn’t want to leave. Not yet. Not unless the annulment was finalized. I was going to go find a lawyer myself. I would go figure this out so that we didn’t need to be connected to each other anymore.
I didn’t want to leave New York with this fake marriage hanging over my head.
So I got dressed, scrolled through my phone and came up with a list of lawyers I could visit in town. I would use the little money I had saved in my bank account to pay the legal fees. I wasn’t sure of the exact procedure, but I hoped all it took was a few documents to sign.
At least that way, I would be sure that it was finally over. Colin wouldn’t have to move a muscle.
I got as far as just down the road before a black limousine pulled up beside me. I immediately got the sense that it was bad news.
I stopped in my tracks and tried to turn and run, but a man jumped out of the car and grabbed me.
In broad daylight, I was pulled into the car while I kicked and screamed. Even if there were people who heard and saw, nobody came to my aid because everyone knew to stay out of mafia business.
I was held down, pinned to the seat by the man who had grabbed me. Across from me sat Aldo Baron smoking a foul-smelling cigar. He even had a drink in his hand and he took a large sip before he turned his eyes on me.
“And where do you think you’re going, sweetheart?” he snarled.
I didn’t know where we were going. It seemed like we were just driving around in circles. The windows of the limousine were all dark tinted and I could barely see outside.
Besides, there was enough to see inside. Aldo Baron had all my attention.
“I was just going for a walk,” I replied, trying to remain composed.
“I heard Colin stormed out of the apartment earlier. The two of you haven’t had a fight have you?” He had that same oily smile on his face as before. The one that made me want to smack him.
After all, could he really do anything to me?
I was a police detective. Wasn’t there some sort of code?
And then I remembered that nobody would care if Aldo made me disappear. As much as I tried, I wasn’t a part of the ‘Boy’s Club’.
“We had a bit of a disagreement, that’s all. But everything is all right,” I said. I figured there was no point lying. Maybe he even had the apartment bugged, for all I knew.
“So you’re still working on him?”
I sat back in the seat, trying to relax a little. We were just having a conversation, right?
Aldo needed me. At least for now.
“I’m not sure he still wants me around.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Aldo snapped. He wasn’t smiling anymore. The possibility that the plan might not work, pissed him off.
“I told you already, and I’m sure you know through your own investigations—our marriage was a mistake. He wanted to have some fun with me and I went along with it. Now he’s had his fun. He’s done.”
I needed to prepare Aldo for the possibility that I may not be able to return to Colin’s apartment anymore. In all likelihood, he wouldn’t want me there.
Aldo narrowed his eyes at me and then leaned forward.
“You going soft on him?” he growled.
I tried to hide the truth from my eyes.
“He’s just a job,” I said with a grin. But maybe I pushed too hard. I wasn’t a good actor. Aldo could see straight through me.
“For fuck’s sake, you’re going soft on him!” he exclaimed and fell back in his seat. He threw the cigar on the floor with anger, which prompted one of his men to pick it up.
“I’m just warning you that Colin doesn’t want me around anymore. He’s had his fun. I’ve served my purpose. He’s talking to his lawyers to get the marriage annulled and if that happens quickly, then he’ll kick me out of his apartment.”
