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.

“Massimo?” Aurelio asked.

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

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“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.