Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6 by Olivia Thorn

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 94

I went back to the kitchen and got an old wine bottle filled with cold water. It was a hot summer’s day, and I didn’t want to walk ten miles round trip without something to drink.

I ambled around the property for almost an hour, trying to make it look like I was lost in thought.

The point was to see if any of the foot soldiers were watching.

None of them paid me the slightest attention, so I headed for the ruins Ludavica had pointed out.

It was an old farmhouse made of stone, long since abandoned and caved in. Vines had covered the walls, and birds nested in what was left of the wooden rafters.

In the distance, Don Vicari’s compound looked like a dollhouse.

I waited on the opposite side of the ruins, waiting to see if someone would come after me –

But no one did.

So I kept walking.

I ambled through fields of grain and over hills until I reached a hilltop, just like Ludavica had said.

valley was a tiny village.

village, was a tiny chapel. I could tell

what I headed

heart beat faster and faster. I was

to the actual, real

IF she shows up.

of a praying man, but I

in a field, with an ancient graveyard off

itself was small, maybe 40 feet wide by 80 feet long, with a cross on the top and a small

were all wood – dark, weathered brown with iron

the main door. I walked up and tugged

was a house of God out in the middle of nowhere;

beautiful stained glass window of Christ on

filtered through the glass, turning everything in

the stations of the cross. Other than those and a few

wood. Ten rows of uncomfortable-looking, rough-hewn pews lined

a short, raised platform

After a thousand people lighting and praying over them, the melted wax had covered