“C’mon, we’ll talk about this later. We’re all going together with Alessio and Alejandro while Chiara and Camila take the rest of the guards in the other SUV,” Niccolo insists.
Climbing into the SUVs, we leave Dario’s ranch behind as he texts one of the guards to initiate the lockdown protocol for Isabella, Willow, and Sonny. We need them safe so we can go to this meeting with a level head and get the justice Isabella deserves, showing Andrei the consequences of what messing with us will get him.
We arrive at the tarmac an hour earlier than the meet time Dario gave to Andrei. Dario and Niccolo pull out the box filled with marijuana, cocaine, LSD, meth, mushrooms, and uppers. I climb out of the SUV and join Alessio, Alejandro, Chiara, and Camila, instructing the guards on their positions. We send Alessio and his guys to the west side of the airplane hangar while our crew, led by Alejandro, to the east side of the hangar. I assume my position as the lead sniper to the north of the hangar while Camila and Chiara are in their nests five yards beside me.
The plan is set in motion when we see October and Maeve arrive. They sneak into one of the SUVs so October can do her magic, blocking our locations and scattering them across the U.S.
Twenty minutes pass and it’s game time. Andrei’s plane lands on the tarmac and we all wait with suspense.
“No one moves in unless I say so,” Dario utters through the earpiece all of us have.
“10-4. Target has opened the doors,” I report as the doors to the plane open. Everybody is waiting on pins and needles. I’m ready to see this man, kill him, and hopefully grab his piece of shit son.
Ilya is the first to come down the stairs with a briefcase and he halts at the bottom of the stairs, looking toward Niccolo and Dario.
“Where’s Andrei?” Dario inquires. Ilya then looks up as his brothers, Vadim and Akim, jog down the plane’s steps.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Niccolo shouts, clenching his fists, ready to blow at any minute.
“Nanadecided to stay home. He’s been hearing some chatter that this was an ambush,” Ilya answers.
“So, what? He decided to send his three sons to test that theory. Is he fucking stupid?” Dario yells loudly through the earpiece.
“Yeah, he did. Because if you kill us, you know he’s going to come ten times harder to kill you and your loved ones,” Ilya teases with a sinister smile.
My scope is aimed directly at this motherfucker’s shoulder, he needs to bleed, but his death belongs to Isabella. I shift in position, itching to get this party started.
“So, where’s your backup? Because there’s no way you think you can take us, right?” Dario states.
“Three against two. I think we got it,” Ilya responds. He quickly takes out his gun, and chaos immediately ensues when he takes a shot aimed directly at my boys.
Oh, fuck no. You’re done, pussy ass bitch. No one messes with the ones I love. It’s time for war.
Vendetta by UNSECRET ft. Krigarè
“Threeagainst two. I think we got it,” Ilya declares. He then quickly unholsters his gun and shoots right toward Niccolo and me. I take my gun and aim it at one of his brothers, Akim. We need Ilya alive. I go for the kill shot, aiming my pistol at his head and firing. He drops down immediately, but what I don’t realize is that Ilya took his shot, and my adrenaline can’t figure out who he’s shot.
The piercing of a bullet sounds beside me, and I see blood splattered on my white dress shirt. I look myself over to see if I’m bleeding, but it’s not me, and I know that can only mean one thing.My amorcitohas been shot. I need to carry him to the hidden chopper behind the hangar.
“Snipers!” I yell, hoping Catalina, Camila, and Chiara hear me through the roaring echo through my ears from the bang of Ilya’s gun. My heart hurts and I don’t know if I can look out of fear that my baby is hurt. He can’t be. We aren’t done here. I need him.Weneed him.
“Ilya’s mine. Shot to the shoulder and leg. He’s out. East and west side teams engage, now. I don’t trust they don’t have a backup team. Move, move, move!” Catalina shouts in our earpieces.
And just like that, Ilya’s men come piling out of the plane as mine and Niccolo’s people pick them apart, one by one. Alessio grabs Vadim, blocks his shot, and slices a knife through Vadim’s throat. He then takes the knife and stabs him brutally sixteen more times in the chest and abdomen. The amount of anger from them shooting his boss and best friend is evident in Alessio’s face and his actions.
Shots, bullets, blood, and screaming can be heard everywhere, but I block it all out at the reality that I might lose him. Isabella, Willow, Sonny, and Catalina will look at me differently if something happens to him. I can’t let that happen.
I let go of my fear and see Niccolo pouring blood from his stomach as he drops to the ground. Quickly, I fall to my knees and press down on his wound to stop the bleeding. Maeve and October exit the vehicle; October comes to Niccolo’s aid beside me while Maeve watches our six with a semi-automatic rifle. Maeve takes three men down with a single shot to the face and they all go down like dominos.
“Rip his shirt. We need to see where the blood is coming from!” October shouts, knocking me out of my trance. Staring at Niccolo’s beautiful face, which has morphed from his natural, smiling self to one of pain and shock, causes me to tear up fromthe immense, gut-wrenching reality that I can’t do anything to stop it.
I rip his shirt and, just as I suspected, his stomach is bleeding profusely. October inspects the bullet wound and immediately wraps his torn shirt around his stomach.
“We need to get him somewhere. Is your doc on call?” she asks.
“Yes, but we’re not taking Niccolo to him. There’s only one person I trust more. We need to take him to the chopper. He won’t make it if we drive. While I carry him, I need you to sprint to the chopper with me and instruct the pilot as I put him in the back,” I answer. October acts quickly and opens the backdoor as I carry Niccolo to the backseat.
I relay a message through our earpieces and yell, “Niccolo’s down! He’s taking the chopper. I need y’all to eliminate anyone who comes near us. I want Ilya alive and the rest burn it to the ground. Maeve get word to Andrei that he just messed with the wrong people.”
