I’d completely forgotten.
I went to the app and turned on the tracker…
Then tried to keep my composure as Renzo headed down the ramp towards the street outside.
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Lucrezia
Outside The Hospital
The second after Cesare left the car, I quickly checked my cell phone.
My Russian contact had texted me.
Attack in progress. Massive damage to house.
I clenched my teeth.
Cesare, you STUPID FUCKING ASSHOLE.
Despite his penchant for idiotic chaos,my planwas going to be the one that took down the Rosolinis…
Yet my shithead brother would thinkhewas the one who triumphed just because he managed to put a bullet in a second-rate gangster.
Speaking of bullets, I heard Cesare’s suppressed Beretta three times inside the lobby, with five to ten seconds between shots.
Pop.
Screaming.
Pop.
No more screaming.
Pop.
Then nothing for the next two minutes.
My brother had to be leading the others upstairs by now.
I was daydreaming of all the ways I hoped he died…
When all hell suddenly broke loose.
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Dario
Outside The Hospital
Our Mercedes turned left out of the parking lot, and we glided down the side street that bordered the side of the hospital.
“Go slow, but get ready to floor it,” Lars instructed Renzo.
As soon as we pulled even with the front of the building, we saw them:
A long line of black SUVs parked in the fire lane.
