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I hear gunshots, and picking up my pace, I walk into the house and glance around the living room.
“Carlo?” I call out.
“In the back,” he shouts. “The fucker’s in the basement.”
I head in the direction of his voice and find my men standing on either side of a door.
When Carlo sees me, he says, “The lights are out, and it’s fucking dark down there. He’ll pick us off one by one.”
“I’ll be right back,” I mutter before I head out of the house. Opening the backdoor of the SUV, I dig in the bag of weapons and find what I’m looking for.
I grab two smoke grenades, and when I straighten up, Dario yawns before asking, “What’s happening?”
“The fucker’s in the basement, so we need to flush him out.”
When I head back to the house, he calls out, “Okay then, I’ll just wait here.”
The corner of my mouth lifts, but the smirk quickly fades away when I reach Carlo and Emilio. I pull the pin out and throw the grenade into the darkness before moving out of the line of fire.
Three. Two. One.
Coughing sounds up, and I hear movement.
Pulling the pin on the second one, I throw it down the stairs and move back again.
I hear a woman screaming in Spanish and a couple of people coughing.
A moment later a woman crawls into the hallway. Emilio grabs her and shoves her to the side. He keeps one of his guns trained on her.
“Por favor,” she begs.
I gesture with a flick of my head for her to go. She scrambles to her feet and runs away as fast as she can.
A couple of seconds later, a guy in his thirties comes out, suffering from a bad coughing fit.
Emilio yanks him out of the way and slams the butt of his gun into his head, rendering him unconscious.
Growing impatient, I let out a heavy breath.
I’m a heartbeat away from going down there, but knowing the effects of the smoke, I hold out a little longer.
Finally, the fucking rat appears, and as he crawls into the hallway, I kick him hard, making him gag as he falls to his side.
I let out an audible breath, then say, “Emilio, get rid of the other one.”
“No!” Montes shouts through ragged coughs. “He’s my son.”
“Ooooh.” Carlo grins at me. “Two for the price of one, boss.”
Crouching by Montes, I press the barrel of my gun to his head and say, “You took my heir from me. I feel it’s only fair I repay the favor.”
“No. Please. It was a mistake.” His eyes are bloodshot as he looks at me. “You already killed the men who fucked up. You got your revenge.”
I shake my head slowly. “It wasn’t a mistake when you came into my city and butchered my brother. It was a mistake that you got caught.”
I glance at Emilio, and he doesn’t hesitate to shoot the son in the head.
“Nooooo!” Montes cries.
