Page 39 of Massimo


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If not to take them out, then at least draw their fire and make them betray their positions.

Callous, I know – but my only goal was to keep Lucia safe.

And I didn’t give a shit who had to die for me to do it.

Unlike their dumbass colleagues, Manfredo and Arnoldo raced into action.

Manfredo positioned himself at the edge of the staircase and waited.

Arnoldo ran for the front of the building and the boat dock, his gun drawn.

I followed about 20 feet behind him.

Arnoldo made it just beyond the front door onto the pier before he got cut down.

BRATTATATAT!

Arnoldo’s left side exploded with red and he went down.

I raced up to the doorway and peeked out.

A single mercenary dressed like the shooter on the fourth floor stood up out of a sleek speed boat. He was checking to make sure he’d killed Arnoldo.

I shot him in the head.

BLAM!

The mercenary jerked backwards and collapsed inside the cockpit of the boat.

One down…

I checked to my right –

No other shooters. Visible ones, anyway.

I raced for the speedboat, Lucia bobbing over my shoulder.

The motorboat I’d come in on was basically a nicer version of the civilian boats plowing through the canals.

If I used the motorboat and the mercenaries came after me in the speedboat, they’d easily overtake me.

Better to take theirs.

Back in the lobby, I heard distant shooting – both automatic fire from an assault rifle and repeated shots from a pistol.

Brattatatatatatat!

Bang bang bang bang!

Manfredo was facing off against the mercenary.

Then the gunfire stopped.

Somebody had probably won the shootout…

And my money wasn’t on Manfredo.

I reached the speedboat and unlashed the rope tying it to the pier. Then I stepped down into the craft, careful to keep my balance.

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