The boom of the gunshots vibrated right through the floorboards. Giovanni’s posture shifted instantly, his eyes darkening as his predatory instincts kicked in. He didn't know who it was yet, but he sensed it was one of his opponents staging a coordinated attack on his home.
He turned to Rosa, his voice dropping to an absolute, commanding whisper. "Do not come outside. Stay in this room, Rosa. Do not move from this exact spot."
Before she could even nod, Giovanni strode over to a sleek mahogany drawer across the room. He pulled it open, reaching into the false bottom and pulling out a heavy, black handgun.
Rosa watched him, her eyes wide with a mix of terror and utter disbelief. How does this man have a gun stashed in almost every single corner of this house?
Giovanni racked the slide w
