“Follow me.”
We head through the restaurant toward where most of the gunfire erupted. All the food and utensils are strewn about the floor, the soup still warm as it lies ruined in a puddle on the floor, splashes of onions mixed with the blood of my workers.
Damn him. I will fucking make him pay for this.
“Out here,” Franco says, as I follow him out the side door, where there’s a bloodied mark on the pavement.
BANG! BANG!
I duck for cover as the gunshots rattle my bones.
“Franco! Behind us!” I yell.
Franco pulls out his gun and shoots back, while I make a beeline for the road where they just ran across. I bolt after the guy who shot us, around the corner, and into another alley. A dead-end.
He aims up close.
BANG!
Too late.
My gun fired first, blood splattering everywhere, even on my suit as he slumps against the walls, blood smearing the stones.
I kneel in front of him and snatch his gun from his hand, throwing it to the side. “You.” I grab him by the shirt. “Look at me. Where is Lucio?”
“Gone,” he splutters.
I punch him in the gut. “You killed all of those people!”
He merely laughs. “That’s what happens when you steal from Lucio.”
I point my gun at his face and pull the trigger. “Have fun in hell.”
BANG!
Droplets of blood scatter onto my skin, but it doesn’t even faze me.
“Sir?” Franco approaches from behind, and I look up.
“This fucker nearly escaped,” I say, wiping my gun on his shirt. “Did you see any others?”
He shakes his head. “No, but I did spot a pair of feet behind a dumpster in the alley.”
My eyes widen. “What?”
Could it be a survivor?
He beckons me to follow him back to the restaurant and into the alley where we exited and got shot at. A female body lies motionless behind the dumpster, a pool of blood beneath it.
The woman he stole … and murdered.
“Fuck,” I mutter.
I approach the body and look upon the face of the girl, completely disheveled, as the gunshot had entered through her mouth. “Gnarly.”
Franco grabs a cigarette as he glances at her and immediately lights it. “Want one too?”
I shake my head. “Pass.”
