Zoey POV
Silence.
Silence.
It has been silent for a while now, unusual quiet. No drama, no chaos, nothing but silence. I don't wish for the chaos and bloodbath, but it's expected in the mafia life.
Two whole weeks of total silence, that I'm even scared. Scared of the unknown, the unknown danger lurking in the dark waiting to catch us off guard, or rather take me unaware.
Because I'm sure Marco and the rest of his family are always prepared for whatever comes there.
I am not, mentally I'm not ready. I may have known the kind of lifestyle they lived, but nothing can prepare me enough.
This silence, and the uneasiness in my gut, is telling me that it's the calm before the storm.
The sound of a gunshot brought me but to present. Camilla took off her headset and turn to face me.
