Chapter 26 Rescuing Alyssa

Alessandro de Rossi POV

The smile Enzo has is genuine. “Just like I taught her.”

“You taught Alyssa how to knife fight?” I ask quietly. I’m not shocked. I’ve met Alyssa, and while she is small, she is fierce.

Especially when she is threatened.

“Sure did,” Enzo says.

I swear in Italian.

Soon, the source of the noise appears. At the top of the substantial staircase on the landing to the second floor, the Irishman appears.

Kenan MacDonald’s eyes are wild. He’s shirtless and bleeding, and by the looks of it, he’s been bleeding for quite some time.

The blood is a dark, gelatinous color, and his face is pale enough that I have a suspicion he’s lost quite a lot of blood.

“Where’s my wife, Irishman,” I snap.

Kenan makes a noise like a bull. “You,” he snarls.

He begins to run down the stairs.

The simultaneous noise of three weapons being cocked echoes through the loud atrium, and he freezes midway down the steps.

For the first time, it seems, he notices the people with me. “The fuck are you doi