Mafia Kings: Adriano: Dark Mafia Romance Series #2

The car roared down the streets of Florence at breakneck speed, zipping around other vehicles and occasionally swerving into oncoming traffic.

I was terrified and quickly put on my seatbelt.

We ran several red lights and barely avoided being plowed into by other cars.

Mezzasalma might have been old and wounded, but he was a terror behind the wheel.

He would even drive up onto sidewalks and nearly hit pedestrians to get around slower cars.

The sandy-haired man in the backseat rolled down his window and peered up at the sky. “I think we’ve got a helicopter tailing us.”

Mezzasalma scowled. “Are you sure?”

“I guess it could be a news chopper, but – ”

“No, it’s them,” the old man snarled. “It’s too much of a coincidence for it not to be.”

“What should we do?”

The old man smirked. “Wait until we’re out of the city so the buildings won’t get in the way… then take it out.”

I was only half-listening to their conversation.

All I could think about was Adriano.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Was he still alive?

Please, God, let him be alright, I prayed as the city of Florence flashed all around us.