Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 30
We left the hotel in a caravan of Alfa Romeo SUVs, all black.
Don Vicari didn’t like to splurge on his jet, but at least his cars were only a few years old.
Vicari sat behind the driver. I sat behind the guy riding shotgun.
He was literally riding shotgun, by the way: he had a sawed-off double-barrel Remington between his legs, angled down towards the floor.
I prayed that Niccolo had been right about Sicilians being extremely paranoid. Otherwise, it sure looked like they were expecting to get ambushed by somebody.
As we got on the interstate, the BMW sedan carrying Niccolo went one way while the rest of the vehicles went the other.
Don Vicari stared silently at the driver’s seat. Neither the driver nor the guy riding shotgun said anything, either.
It freaked me out a little how nobody was talking…
But I didn’t really want to talk anyway, so I gazed out at the scenery.
Palermo seemed to go on forever. It was way bigger than Florence, the city closest to my home.
Well…
What used to be my home.
Suddenly, a ringtone broke the silence.
Shotgun Guy reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a cell phone. He answered it, listened, and then held out the phone. “It’s for you, boss.”
Vicari took it. “What,” he said emotionlessly.
His face darkened.
“Tell him you’re not hanging around to take him back,” he growled.
After the guy on the other end said something, Vicari looked even more pissed off. “Fine. Fuck him, then.”
He hung up the phone and passed it back to Shotgun.
“Your brother switched plans on me,” Vicari said without looking at me.
My heart beat faster from hope. “Dario?”
“No, the consigliere.”
“Oh.” Nic. “What did he do?”
“He’s not taking the jet back to Tuscany.”
“What?” I asked, surprised.
Vicari’s face twisted into a bitter scowl. “Maybe he doesn’t trust me to deliver him home in one piece.”
it,” I
to look at me – sort
I quickly explained.
He said you swore on your
me for a few seconds
gave a mildly
least he no longer seemed pissed
why he’s
“No.”
he was still annoyed, so
in an arranged marriage
went back to staring wordlessly at the back of the driver’s
phone
I wanted to see if
as he held out his hand. “Give it
I asked in
“Give me your phone.”
“Why?!”
home when you’re supposed to marry
of nailed
going to
aren’t any girls back
Vicari gave me a contemptuous smirk. “I
asked, trying to sound
got quite the reputation as a ladies’
I said humbly…
ever, Vicari actually smiled. Not one of
he did it. He was staring off past me into
was a ladies’ man back when I was your age. I courted all the most
and the shotgun guy
Vicari said as he pointed
boss,” Shotgun
Um…
Okay…
for my old man,” Vicari said cheerfully. “Angry fathers trying to kill me.
that by ‘go
Jesus fucking Christ…
bastard kids all over Sicily. Never wore
in the front laughed
intensely uncomfortable with this
Vicari said, switching on a dime from happy to
guy both immediately stopped
Shotgun actually crossed himself.
pretty boy with the face of a movie star tells me he hasn’t got any girls back home, I know
word for ‘fennel’ – but also a slur for being
it?” Vicari
girl,” I said back just
his hand for my phone.
About Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6 by Olivia Thorn - Chapter 30
Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6 by Olivia Thorn is the best current series of the author Olivia Thorn. With the below Chapter 30 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 30 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com