"Holy fuck" Matteo whispers loud enough for us to hear while still standing.
Rushing to help old man Stan down from the chains, throwing his arm over my shoulder I take most of his weight "Help would be nice" I snap, Matteo coming back to earth to help, taking Stan's other arm.
"Took you long enough" Stan coughs out
"Where is Rapp?" I ask as we walk up the stairs
"I gave him the chance to escape" He whispers
Opening the door, I turn left figuring Matteo would do the same "Shit" Stan whispers, gritting his teeth.
Both Stan and I glare at Matteo "I thought you'd go right" He complains
"Skyler, we have a problem" Dante says breathing hard
"Some dude just came out of nowhere shooting up the place, then a whole squad was aiming guns at everyone" Sheila rushes out
"Everyone head out, stay out of sight" I speak looking around, trying to stay out of sight with Stan is not the easiest thing to do.
"Where is he!" A voice shouts from the ballroom followed by a few gunshots and the same question repeated.
"Here put this on, Matteo take him with you and the others" I give Stan a jacket because wearing only a shirt and jeans does not suit the winter weather. Letting go of Stan I head to wear the commotion is before turning to Matteo and Stan.
"Stay safe, and get out quickly" I say
"Don't do any dumb shit?" Matteo says
"When do I ever listen?" I raise an eyebrow
"Never" Stan buts in grumbling under his breath.
Leaving the two, I slowly walk out where I Antonio is being held at gun point, romantic, in a way. My idea was to sneak up on the big group, but my clumsy ass just had to walk into a whole table, glass cups and plates dropping on the floor, echoing around, causing all heads to turn my way.
"Well shit" I mumble.
"What brings you here?" My father asks, still being held at gun point. By who, I have no idea.
"A continuum of terrible choices" I say proudly.
"Skyler" I could tell whose voice that is from a mile away. Irene, wow, thought she'd get lost, or you know go let some steam of by hooking up with someone
"Bonjour, bitch" I salute, striding over to the small pity party.
Glancing at the man that still holds my father at gunpoint I try to release the tension a bit.
"I was wondering if I could take this old man off your hands, you know it would save both of our time." I slowly walk closer before sitting on a table, lifting my right leg over my left and resting a hand on my legs while grabbing a champagne glass to sip on.
"And why should we do that?" A man says from the sidelines
"Well, I heard that he has breast cancer and that can kill someone in 24 hours"
"That's definitely not true" he argues back
"Of course, it is. I read it on Wikipedia" I place my glass down, confidently walking in front of Irene
"Leave Skyler, or I'll order all twenty men to shoot you" she says taking the tiniest step away, glancing around the room I see how all twenty men turned their guns at me instead of Antonio. Instead of doing what she asked I smiled, taking a step forward making her step back, unless she wanted a kiss, but I'd rather have a father and daughter day than kiss her.
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БоевикThey meet at a ball. Love at first sight? Maybe not, although they must push the feelings they have for each other away.... Mitch Rapp is known as a cold hearted man, only showing his emotions to people he sees as family, but will that all change w...
