Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 46

Getting to Gela took an hour and a half.

The taxi driver let me charge my phone on a cord he had plugged into his cigarette lighter. Luckily, the cord was long enough to reach into the backseat – because I kept checking my phone every two minutes for more texts, which never came.

The driver was pretty happy; he should have been. The cab fare cost 130 euros, but he’d refused to take me for less than 300.

“No way in hell I’m going to get a passenger in Gela to drive back to Catania,” he said, so I’d given in.

He let me out in front of Casa di Violetta, which was a tiny hotel set back along an alley. I knew it was near the beach because I could hear seagulls cawing.

I checked into the hotel, which was old but cute. It had a large wooden counter the clerk stood behind… watercolors of the seaside framed on the walls… and an orange-and-white-tiled floor.

There was no elevator, unfortunately, so I had to lug my suitcase up three flights of stairs.

but it was also roomy with a queen-size bed. The bathroom was dated but clean. There was a

put my

appearance in the

my breath as

After that, I waited.

later, a text came

text you where to meet us. I’m going to try

into the mirror, trying to contain my excitement even though my heart was almost beating out of my

to see

tomorrow, not

Today!

to push any bad thoughts out of my head, but

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