My nerves were shot and my mind raced with so many thoughts that it could explode. I couldn’t focus, especially knowing we were being hunted by my family.
Simòn’s men dragged the unconscious Acosta brothers through the abandoned subway tunnel as I followed behind them, trying to stay focused.
I could hear Vinny’s men and how they were regrouping and coming after us.
The sound of their leather booths crunching against the stone, echoed through the tunnels, along with their shouting that was in Italian.
“Keep up princess, I’d hate to see you get hurt.” Edmond smirked as he walked backwards next to me with his eyes and gun pointed behind us.
“Edmond!” Simòn hissed as he stayed close to me.
After being shot, he was surprisingly doing good. I know the wound wasn’t fatal, but he was
