THE SON OF THE MAFIA QUEEN. Chapter 42. Blame for the past

We take the elevator down as quickly as we can, and when we reach the parking lot, I head straight to one of the trucks that’s still there without wasting any time.

"We won’t take long; it’s about thirty minutes from here." I inform them as I get into the truck, buckle my seatbelt, and then floor the accelerator.

The drive to my old home passes in a blink, and when we arrive, I see that only a few walls have remained standing over all these years. I turn off the engine and grab one of the guns from under the seat.

"I want you to stay here until Bellini and Flavio arrive."

"We're not staying. We said we'd come with you, and that's what we're doing." Yasha contradicts me, gritting her teeth.

"Absolutely not. You'll stay here until the rest of my men arrive."

I get out before they can argue, pass through the open gates, and barely take two steps before some men appear in front of me. I fire my gun, but just as I'm about to hit another one of them, I see him fall to the ground. I don’t ne