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CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
VINCENZO
"Vincenzo!" Nico's voice filled with alarm jolted me from the shock of being hit. In an instant, he pushed me down, his actions saving me from a potentially fatal shot. The searing pain in my stomach confirmed that I had taken a bullet.
Matteo's eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for the hidden assailant responsible for the attack. His determination etched on his face, but despite his efforts, the source of the shot remained elusive. I touched my wounded stomach, feeling the warmth of blood on my hand, but I knew I had to stay strong.
"Are you okay?" I managed to ask Nico, my voice strained with pain.
"Boss, you've been hit," Blanca's voice trembled with concern, her worry palpable. They gathered around me, their faces etched with a mix of fear and determination.
"We need to get you to the hospital," Carlo suggested, his voice laced with urgency.
"No," I shook my head, mustering my resolve. "Let's go home."
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