"Mario..." Shock colors my words. Or maybe it's my fear.
"Did you miss me?" Benny steps to the side and closes the door behind Mario. "Because I sure missed you, Tabby."
My back hits the couch, the heavy piece of furniture sliding inches across the carpet, before the pain of Mario's slap registers. I rub my cheek refusing to cry as my stomach rolls in pain and worry. This is so not good.
Mario, the left side of his face covered in an ugly green bruise, crouches down to my level and grabs a handful of my hair, wrenching my head back. "I want my diamonds, b***h. Where are they?" Mario's black suit wrinkles as he leans into my face, each of his slicked back black hairs in place.
My head screams in pain as he loosens his grip and then pulls back more. "Mario..." I stammer over my words, "I
