“Good. I want you to do that. I want everybody but the drivers to get out where you are, then I want the cars to circle around to the other side of the river and wait for you.”
“Okay… what do you want the rest of us to do, boss?”
“Shoot every single fuckin’ person you see.”
“…uh… what?”Cicciobello asked, stunned.
Lucrezia stared at me –
And lost her shit.
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!” she screamed.
She started clawing at me to get the phone. I held her off with one hand as I kept talking to Cicciobello. “Did you hear what I said?”
“Yeah, boss, but – ”
“YOU FUCKING IDIOT! CICCIO, DON’T LISTEN TO HIM – ” she shrieked –
Until I backhanded her.Hard.
Lucrezia cried out and held her face in her hands as she cowered in the seat next to me.
Cicciobello sounded alarmed.“Boss – is Lucrezia – ”
“Don’t fuckin’ listen to her,” I snarled. “You do whatItell you to do, you hear?”
“But boss… if we shoot the place up, the cops are gonna come gunning for us.”
I grinned. “That’s the fuckin’ idea.”
103
Lucrezia
Outside The Hospital
As I cradled my face where Cesare had struck me, I realized for the umpteenth time that I was dealing with a goddamn fuckingidiot.
If Cicciobello and the others shot up the historic center of Florence, the cops would descend on them like locusts –
And they would be shooting to kill.
I had to admit, itwasa clever ruse to draw off the cops who were still outside the hospital –
But Cesare was going to sacrificehalf our menjust so he could pursue his ridiculous vendetta against Dario Rosolini.
MORON.
And the fact that he’d hit me –
I wanted to cut his fucking balls off and stuff them in his mouth.
But right now, I had to salvage the situation as best I could.
I knew Cicciobello wouldn’t follow myorders over Cesare’s, so I had to be sneaky about it.
Nudge the tornado over a couple of degrees.
