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“Salvatore Giordano and friends,” Porter says, his gun is at his side.

Claudius starts laughing. It’s not a laugh of humor.

“There seems to be some sort of misunderstanding here we were just talking to the lady,” Porter stutters.

“Oh yeah?” Salvatore counters. “Talking with guns? What do I look like to you?”

The situation gets worse when men start coming in from the two doors behind Porter. We’re vastly outnumbered. A good twenty to seven.

There’s no warning before the bullets start to fly.

Nick just yanks me and we both dive behind an oil drum. I cower behind him in the corner, helpless and not knowing what to do.

It’s frightening.

All so frightening. The sounds that echo of the bullets and death is frightening.

It goes on like that for close to five minutes and then it stops.

The noises stop and I feel warm hands on me. I had my hands over my head.

My eyes shut, as if that would help. I didn’t even realize I was crying.

“Mimi, you’re okay now.” Nick is saying scooping me up. I hold onto him shaking. Shaking so much I can’t stand. He has to pick me up. when he does I see the blood bath before me.

All those men are dead on the ground. All except Porter, who Salvatore has on his knees, a gun pointed to his head.

He pulls the trigger back ready to fire but I stop him.

“Noooooo, wait?” I wail and strength comes from somewhere for me to run to him on shaky legs.

Salvatore holds fire and snaps his gaze to me, eyes blazing with fury.

“Mimi go back, you mustn’t see this,” Salvatore yells.

“He knows something. Something happened to my mother and he knows. He thought I had files. He’s working with someone,” I babble.

Porter looks at me, face contorted.

“Bitch, stupid bitch, just like your mother,” Porter snarls.

Salvatore answers him with the back of his gun knocking him over. “What happened to her mother?” Salvatore demands, pulling the trigger back again and aims the gun at Porter’s head.

“Fuck off Giordano. Fucking scum, you think you own me. you don’t own shit. None of you.” he looks to Claudius when he says that.

I’ve always heard tales of what Claudius is like. All stories end with how ruthless and heartless he can be. I guess that’s what it takes to be a mafia boss.

He’s the youngest one I know of in this hemisphere. Same age as Vincent but he has all that power. I’ve seen him many times in the past because he and his brother Luc have always hung out with the Giordano guys.

I’ve never however seen him in action until just now.

Out of nowhere he grabs a sword. It comes from his back and he swings it once and slices Porters ear off. I shriek and jump back as I look at Porters ear on the ground.

Blood pours from the wound and Porter screams.

“Talk right the fuck now!” Claudius balks. “Answer the fucking question. Tell us what happened to her mother.” He uses the sword and presses it into Porter’s leg then as if handing back the torch of power to Salvatore he motions for him to take it.

Salvatore does and drives it in deeper into Porters leg.

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