Chapter 20
Xander
Bullets started flying.
They didn’t give us any warning.
Why the fuck would they?
I pulled my two Berettas and started firing forward.
Just like I asked Giovanni had my back.
As the first bullet came our way he slipped behind me and we were back to back, shooting at the men that surrounded us as if we planned it that way.
“Yes, come for me you fuckers. This is how we deal with pests in Italy,” Giovanni cried.
I just heard bullets then a thump. I was too occupied with the guys in front of me who were shooting. To shoot like this it required precision and tact to make sure you didn’t get hit. And, with bullets flying from everywhere it was near impossible.
Near, but not.
“I’m moving forward, take care of the guys behind,” I called to Giovanni.
Cool as it was that we were so synced, we couldn’t stay like that. There were too many of them.
He ran behind and did as I said. That left me to deal with the men in front.
Someone, however, slammed into me from the side. Came out of nowhere, knocked into me hard and I crashed into the barrier that led over the balcony. The impact made me drop my guns and it fucking felt like I’d broken another rib.
Shit.
I fell to the ground and whirled around to see a goliath sized guy balling his fists to land both into me.
I tried to dodge the blow but couldn’t move fast enough. That hit I’d taken to my chest in the barrier really took it out of me.
Fuck, as his massive fists pounded into me I saw stars then blackness. I had to will myself not to black out. I didn’t even know that was humanly possible but I did it. I couldn’t fuck this up.
Jia needed me. If I got captured we’d all be dead. It wouldn’t just be her. It would be all of us.
The guy went for my bag and I realized he must have known the prints were inside. I flicked myself up and roared through the pain that took me, along with the strength, channeling both to fuel me as I propelled myself forward and knocked him to the ground.
He pulled a gun on me and tried to shoot my head off when he pulled the trigger back.
I’d learned long ago though that with these types of people you had to fight dirty. It was my intention when I pulled my long reach knife from its sheath and gouged his eyes out, then stabbed him to the heart.
I spared no time to check if he was dead. I grabbed my guns again and moved forward looking around for Giovanni but I couldn’t see him anywhere.
I shoot three guys who came at me from the upper level and continued running down the corridor then through the double doors.
Shit there were more guys.
I raised my guns and fired shot after shot taking down as many as I could, but there were too many and now I didn’t have anyone else to back me up.
A group of guys rushed me even though I was shooting. Two went down but the rest got through.
I gave one a round house kick and swooped into a side sweep kick that took out another. Jumping into the air I sent a flying kick down another guy’s throat and fired another three shots at three guys blowing their heads off.
I tucked and rolled only to be faced with more guys coming from the end of the corridor to my left.
