Page 66 of Sinfully Owned


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"If we go in, we're dead!" Carlotta shouted, aiming at the windshield and then taking cover again behind a wide wooden post that belonged to the porch.

"You don't have to tell me!"

More bullets rained down on us. From the left, Natale and Vincenzo appeared and also opened fire, countering the attack.

They couldn't focus on all of us.

I was about to leave my cover when the car caught fire in front of me and blew up not a second later.

The explosion tore me off my feet and sent me crashing into the hard wall. Carlotta landed on top of me. It also knocked Natale off his feet, and I didn't see Vince anywhere.

Heat spread in our direction. The flames from the car blazed higher and higher, black smoke rising. It hissed. It would not end with one explosion.

My ears were ringing, my pulse had quickened so much that I could barely breathe. Gia appeared in my field of vision, reached out to both me and Carlotta, and pulled us to our feet.

"The motel caught fire," she shouted, pointing inside. Dark smoke spread everywhere. Now the smell was getting into my nose, too. It was time to leave.

Sirens wailed in the distance, so I instructed Natale to run as well.

I grabbed Gia, put an arm around Carlotta, and pushed her toward the car, making a wide arc around the source of the fire. The guys were dead, there was no doubt about that.

The other two men arrived at the car at about the same time. So there was no reason to stay here any longer. I put Gia down on the passenger seat, Carlotta climbing into the back.

Vince had left the key in the ignition, so I started the engine, put it in reverse and maneuvered us out of the parking lot, only to shoot out onto the road not even a second later, chasing along at reckless speed.

Natale was right behind us.

"Call Natale and ask him what the plan is," I instructed Carlotta, glancing at her in the rearview mirror.

Gia, meanwhile, had turned in my direction, an expression derailed by shock on her face. "That's what they were going to put on me," she brought out. "He said I was going to get blown up this time, whether or not I did what he said. That would have torn me into a million pieces."

Her eyes were swimming with tears. I squeezed my own shut for a moment, grabbed her hand and held it tight. "And yet you sit beside me, alive and kicking. Did you think I wouldn't do everything I could to find you in time?"

I laughed out loud. I would have raised heaven and hell if it had become necessary.

"I told you you wouldn't die. Remember?"

She nodded.

"I was serious about that. As long as it's within my power, that will not happen."

"It could have taken days for you to even find out I was missing."

I shook my head. "No."

Instead of elaborating, I glanced at Carlotta, who was having a rather intense conversation with the two men in the other car.

"If all the shit burns down, I don't care what they find! It won't tell them anything about anything anyway," she hissed, pausing to listen to the response. "So you seriously think they'll get there in time to put out the fire? Did you see the explosion,imbecille? Have you looked out the window? The smoke is black and reaches meters into the sky! There's nothing for them to do but watch the fucking place burn down! "

Turning in my direction, she rolled her eyes. I could already guess that she didn't agree with our brother's arguments.

"Okay. Then go back and watch it up close. I'm sticking to my opinion. In the end, there's nothing left there that can be identified."

"Except for the S-Class," I interjected.

"Except for the S-Class," she repeated, "So if you have the option "

I watched in the rearview mirror as Natale slammed on the brakes and turned the car around in the middle of the road to race back to the motel at the same speed.

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