Chapter 136
Lucrezia
Inside The Hospital
Romeo and I drew our guns and raced up the stairwell as fast as we could.
It was a fucking slaughterhouse.
We passed three of our men on the steps – Guappo, Nasone, and Pelato.
Despite their bulletproof vests, they were dead. Two of them had been shot in the head.
On the third-story landing were several dead Cosa Nostra, their white shirts turned crimson.
The stairwell door was open and riddled with bullet holes.
Down in the lobby, I heard a gigantic CRASH of broken glass, followed by automatic gunfire.
Then nothing.
“They’re coming,” Romeo hissed.
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