Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70686 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70686 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
When we reach the second floor, I wait for Viktor and my men to join me before I creep down the corridor.
‘In place,’ Marco’s voice comes over the earpiece.
“Kill anyone who manages to escape,” I instruct as I near the door. Marco and his men will guard our backs, so we don’t have to worry about a surprise attack while taking care of the job.
I take up position in front of the door, and train the barrel of my gun on the lock.
My heartbeat slows down, and all my focus is on the mission as I fire a shot. I kick the door open and storm inside.
With both my arms raised, I send two bullets flying toward two men sitting at a kitchen table. Playing cards scatter everywhere as the first man falls, a shot to his neck leaving him to choke on his own blood, and the second dropping down dead from the bullet to his head.
“Show off,” Viktor mutters, moving past me. Gunfire erupts between six Albanians and us.
As I head into a bedroom, a man breaks the window with the back of his machine gun and fucking jumps out. Not thinking twice, I dart forward. I only take a second to glance out the window, and seeing the man splash into a pool below, I step onto the windowsill and leap into the air.
The plunge is fast, I suck in a deep breath of air, then hit the water hard.
The moment my feet touch the bottom of the pool, I push my body back to the surface. My arms cut through the water as I swim after the fucker, and when he tries to pull himself up on the edging around the pool, I fire a shot, hitting him in his right shoulder blade.
He falls backward with a cry, then I’m on top of him. Letting go of my weapons, they sink to the bottom while I wrap my left arm around the fuckers neck, dragging him to the shallow end.
I hear music playing somewhere, the water lapping at the sides, and our harsh breaths.
I let the fucker break free from my hold, and as he turns to face me, my fist connects with his face. My fingers wrap around his throat, and I start hitting him with all the rage I’ve kept bottled up from what they did to Mariya.
My fingers dig into his skin, and the urge to crush his windpipe is overwhelming, but not wanting a quick death for the fucker, I ease up a little. I allow him one gasp of air before shoving him beneath the water, keeping him there until I feel his strength start to fade. I yank him back up, allowing him a couple of seconds to sputter and cough.
Viktor stalks toward the pool. “Need help.”
“Yeah. Drag his ass out.”
He grabs hold of the Albanian, hauling him out of the water.
I step out of the pool, and as more of my men arrive, I mutter, “My guns are at the bottom of the pool.”
I hold my hand out to my soldier, and he quickly hands me a Glock before diving into the water to retrieve my weapons.
“Turn the fucker around,” I tell Viktor.
He rolls the man onto his back, looks at his neck, then smiles up at me. “Erand Kastrati in the flesh.”
Finally.
Chapter 39
Luca
We’ve driven Kastrati out to a field where we won’t be disturbed.
By the scruff of his neck, I haul his ass out of the car before letting go.
“You know who I am,” I state.
Tipping his chin up, he gives me a hate-filled look as he growls, “Cotroni.”
“You’ve got two choices,” I get right down to business. “Tell me where to find Tinaj, and I’ll consider killing you quickly or don’t, and I’ll do to you what you did to my wife.”
Viktor shakes his head, clearly not happy with the choice I’m giving the man.
I lock eyes with Viktor. Trust me, brother.
He nods, leaning back against the vehicle.
Kastrati smirks, then chuckles, “What makes you think I’ll tell you anything?”
I smile at the man, then slowly nod. “Viktor, would you be so kind and hand me the drill?”
“It would be my pleasure.”
Kastrati glances between Viktor and me, then looks over his shoulder. He’s probably wondering if he can outrun us.
As Viktor hands the drill to me, I say, “You’re welcome to make a run for it. It will add a little excitement to the night.”
There’s a flash of panic on the Albanian’s face, which satisfies me.
I start the drill, the sound making me clench my teeth.
This is the sound Mariya heard when they fucking drilled into her hand.
Nodding at Viktor, he darts forward and swipes Kastrati’s feet from under him. The fucker drops to his ass, and before he can move, Viktor shoves his knee into the man’s chest, pinning him to the ground.