Page 155 of Niccolo (Mafia Kings #7)

Niccolo

I watched helplessly as Lars jumped over a car hood and raced after the driver and gunman.

“BACK INSIDE, BACK INSIDE!” I screamed at the others.

At the top of the steps, Massimo handed off the Widow to two foot soldiers who hustled her inside.

At the bottom of the steps, Adriano, Roberto, and Valentino helped Dario to his feet. All of them but Dario had pulled their pistols –

Just as a black SUV in the stream of traffic gunned its engine and jumped the curb.

I knew what was coming next.

I had only an instant to make a decision.

I looked at the dozens of steps to the palazzo’s front door.

We’d never make it in time.

“FOLLOW LARS!” I screamed.

Adriano grabbed onto Dario and headed for the front of the limo, followed by Valentino and Roberto.

The doors of the SUV flung open, and four men with bulletproof vests and guns poured out.

I recognized them all as former foot soldiers who had gone with Fausto after Papa died.

SHIT –

“GO, GO!” I screamed as I darted after Dario and the others.

Massimo was already halfway down the steps –

No time to turn back and no time to reach the bottom.

He raised his gun –

But not before the men from the SUV opened fire.

BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM!

Massimo’s white shirt exploded red…

And my brother toppled onto the steps and laid still.