Mafia Kings: Massimo: Dark Mafia Romance Series #3

“What’s going on?” Aurelio demanded from where he stood beside me. Once the gunfire had started getting closer, he’d retreated inside the bell tower like a coward.

“Our friends have gathered at the courtyard, just as we expected,” Zollner said with a chuckle.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“Massimo?” Aurelio asked.

My heart skipped a beat when the bastard said his name.

“He’s there, but he still has that verdammt shield of his.”

“What about Adriano?”

“I believe the other brother is… yes, he poked his head out for a peek, now he’s gone again. I believe he is going to make a run for it.” Zollner chuckled. “Seven for seven, coming up.”

“What about Lars?”

“The Swede? Haven’t seen him.”

“He’s supposedly good with a rifle.”

Zollner snorted. “If he thinks he can make the shot, he’s welcome to try.”

My mind raced frantically.

If somebody was going to run out into the courtyard – Massimo or one of his brothers –

I had to distract Zollner.

So I screamed at the top of my lungs with my best ear-piercing, blood-curdling shriek.