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—Fuck Tamara!
—Don't worry Don, I...
And he faints, he has a bullet in his chest, I see the box of grenades that is in my seat next to me and I look in the rearview mirror. They are all dirty, they are all covered in blood and Guillermo even turned around so they wouldn't catch him, he stands next to me, Nadia lowers the window.
—We're not going to be able to get out except through the main door!
—No, we are going out! —We continue driving, little by little we approach the great stone wall—. Where is Alessio?
“They couldn't get it out,” says my husband, boyfriend, partner, whatever he is now. They were going to kill Gin when I was about to take him out, we had to abort that mission.
-Good.
Domenico taught me how to throw, those in the back heal each other, feeling the nerves crawl up their throats because the Rinaldis come very close to us.
—Nadia, I need Dom!
-Here I am!
Domenico takes out his hands, I throw several grenades at him, which he takes without hesitation in his hands.
—Backwards, I'm going ahead!
-That?
—It's the only way to get out alive, we can, you have the best aim in the clan!
Analyze the balls in your hands that could explode at the slightest contact on a hard surface.
—As the mafia lady says.
He opens his window completely, I do the same so I can look out and Salvatore grabs me by the thighs. When I look at him, his face is a poem, countless emotions run through his face.
-Be careful.
—I will have it, this is for ours, because all of us deserve to live.
His fingers hurt my skin, but I hurry because Domenico has already set off the grenades in the back, Alessio's cars are held still by the intense fire and rising dirt. Salvatore drives while I put my feet on the pedals and fly the grenades without hesitation towards the mossy stone wall that is getting closer.
I run to my seat and scream at the top of my lungs as everything explodes before my eyes.
—Drop down!!
The glass explodes from the stones that manage to impact, I continue advancing in fear of screams that tear my throat because there is glass burying itself in my hands. I resist, all this life suffering so that now I start crying. I keep pressing the pedals, I get into the fire that sticks my clothes a little to my body.
—Emily, stop!!
Someone screams and I don't give in to twist my ideas because we have to go out, the heat passes, I keep driving.
—Emily!!
I breathe, I look back at the lane and I'm about to crash into one of the houses on the street, I make a sharp turn, holding my fingers on the wheel to avoid that collision. My fingers are bleeding, there are moans in the back, the windows burst, however, his other two brothers come back in the other truck safe and sound. We take the impact.
-They are fine?
I can't breathe, I make sure that everyone is safe because we have left and somehow I even granted an exit to those people who were in the Slaughterhouse, leaving a gap for them to run away. Salvatore jumps in the seat, he has wounds on his face, the white shirt is no longer that color, it is red like my lips.
—Come on, I'll cover you, you're about to collapse.
