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,”
sort of
I quickly explained.
question a Sicilian’s integrity. He said you swore on your dea– uh, your departed
for a few
a mildly
he no longer seemed
he’s not flying back?”
“No.”
was still
me to Sicily and sticks me in an arranged marriage – but do the rules apply to HIM? Oh,
wordlessly
out my phone to scroll through Instagram
to
reminds me,” Don Vicari said as he held out his hand.
I asked in
“Give me your phone.”
“Why?!”
you talking to girls back home when you’re supposed to
kind of nailed
wasn’t going to
aren’t any girls
contemptuous smirk. “I had my people check
I asked, trying to
you’ve got quite the reputation as a ladies’
I said humbly…
of his creepy serial killer smiles, but something with actual
did it. He was staring off past me into the
know, I was a ladies’ man back when I was your age. I courted all the
driver and the shotgun guy both
as he pointed at his men. “‘Big Dick Vicari.’
boss,”
Um…
Okay…
for my old man,” Vicari said cheerfully. “Angry fathers trying
that by ‘go away,’
Jesus fucking Christ…
a lot of bastard kids all over Sicily. Never wore
guys in the front laughed
intensely
all that stopped when I met my sainted Matelda,” Vicari said, switching on a dime from happy
driver and shotgun guy both immediately
Shotgun actually crossed himself.
face of a movie star tells me he hasn’t got
word for ‘fennel’ – but also
it?”
I said back just as
said as he held 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