The Ambush Begins
Gunfire lit the warehouse like a series of fireworks. Bullets crackled through the air, pinging off rusted metal beams. The Romano family had step by step straight into Anatoly’s trap and now the fight was on for their survival.
Luca shoved Sofia behind a pile of wooden crates, covering her from the onslaught. “We need to move now!”
Sofia was sweating and her fingers gripped her pistol tight. The air was heavy with the stench of gunpowder and blood.
Marco and Gio ducked behind an overturned table across the room, firing at the Bratva soldiers. Marco snarled as a bullet skimmed his arm. “Son of a These bastards are dug in”
From above on a steel platform, Anatoly watched the mayhem unfold, a satisfied smirk on his face. He carried a gold-plated pistol which he tapped r
