Chapter 8 - The Wrath of the Boss
The black Mercedes SLS AMG slammed through the iron security gates of the Milton estate at ninety miles an hour, sliding across the wet gravel before slamming to a halt beside the front steps.
Before the car had even fully stopped, Gabriele threw the door open, stepping out into the pouring rain with a customized Sig Sauer P226 drawn in his right hand.
Behind him, three SUVs roared up, disgorging a dozen heavily armed enforcers who fanned out across the perimeter in clockwork formation.
"Clear the house," Gabriele ordered, his voice cutting through the thunder like a whip. "Leave no one breathing."
Inside, the intruders were desperately trying to breach the master suite panic room with a heavy hydraulic demolition jack.
"Hurry up, damn it!" the lead gunman barked, pumping the handle of the jack as the steel door groaned under the pressure. "Sterling wants—"
The heavy oak doors of the master bedroom splintered into a million pieces.
The gunman spun around, raising his rifle—
Bang. Bang.
Gabriele stepped through the wreckage, his shots placed with chilling, executioner precision. The gunman dropped instantly, his weapon clattering across the floor.
The remaining three intruders scrambled for cover, but they were trapped between a wall of elite enforcers and an enraged syndicate boss. Within thirty seconds, the room fell dead silent, save for the sound of rain tapping against the glass.
Gabriele walked slowly across the blood-stained carpet, stepping over the fallen men without a second glance.
He reached the panic-room keypad, punched in the override sequence, and pulled the heavy steel door open.
There stood Federica, holding little Leo tight against her chest, her eyes wide but steady, her chin held high.
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Gabriele dropped his gun, the weapon hitting the floor with a dull thud. He closed the distance in two strides, pulling both of them into his arms in a crushing, desperate embrace.
"You're safe," he whispered against her hair, his voice cracking for the first time in his life. "You're safe, my love. I've got you."
