Page 64 of Mafia Love

The only weapons I had were these two little bottles of Gigi’s potion.

Focus, concentrate.

Focus.

Another shot sent the door flying open, and biker guy smiled when he saw me.

Chapter 15

Luc

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I damn well hated to admit, it but if Maurice hadn’t brought Max, Sinclaire, and Cora with him to Chicago, we would have been screwed.

Screwed with no hope, screwed and running around like headless chickens, not knowing what the hell to do.

We would have been well and truly fucked and just damn players in a sick game designed by psychos.

Yesterday, I hadn’t thought I had much hope left, and hell, I still probably didn’t, but what we had now that we didn’t have yesterday was opportunity.

Opportunity and tact.

Cora had worked some damn magic and was able to give us a map to plan out everything.

The plan was to get inside the prison via the sewer that would lead straight into the building. It would take us to the back side, where there was no power. It was the side that had housed the more-acute-level prisoners.

She’d set out all the areas that had surveillance, and this way was the best. We could get inside without being seen.

We were in the sewer now and had just walked two miles in from the park.

The place was empty and as abandoned as most of everything on this side.

We weren’t far now.

That was what I kept telling myself, so I could keep my focus.

Not long now. Not far now.

And again, it was all hands on deck.

There were twenty of us, and we’d left fifty more guys who would get to the prison above ground. They were scheduled to get there just after us. The second wave of our army made up of a combo of our guys and our alliances.

We were going in guns blazing.

It made me feel uncomfortable though that Raphael was here. He shouldn’t have come.

We trekked through the passage proceeding along the length. Just behind me, I could hear Sinclaire and Max whispering, but I couldn’t’ hear what they were saying.

Couldn’t have been anything good if they were talking about me.

Raphael and Pa were at the back of the line. I’d asked Pa to keep an eye on Raphael.

The two were the weakest of our pack, so it was best for them to stay out of the way.

Claudius pushed his way up to me and nudged my shoulder.

“You cool?” He nodded to me.