Rocco rises and sends a bullet to the back of one of Papov’s men. Drago pushes the wounded guy into the rear of the vehicle and turns toward Rocco, aiming at his head. I lift my weapon and fire, hitting the Serbian’s shoulder. The gun falls from his hand, clattering onto the floor.
As he’s getting into his car, Rocco gives me a chin lift, a thank you for saving his life. The i***t has no idea that an expiration date was stamped over his pitiful existence the moment I found out he killed the last family member I had left. And I’ll be the only one who gets to end it.
Ravenna
I loathe visits to Rocco’s father. Not only because he’s a misogynistic pig, but because my husband has an extremely sick need to show off in front of his dad. We’ve been to Elio Pisano’s three times, and on each oc
