**Under Review**
The world revolves around POWER.
Power brings the money.
Power brings the respect.
Power brings the control.
Power owns the people.
Dario Romano may have escaped death yet again but he is far from the clear. A blood war is on the...
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"I don't like this. He has been sitting there since he came from the hospital. He is like a ticking time bomb." I heard Kairah say.
"There are too many civilians here for my liking. Dario isn't in his right state of mind." Carlos maybe?
"Of course he isn't because we came to another dead end. Let's be fucking real Dario is fucking unhinged without his wife and it gets worse the more time passes. It has happened every time she has tried to escape him in the past or even the times she was taken. He goes completely ballistic. Marcellous can barely keep him in check. When he is like this it's like he and Rafael are the same person, RIP to cousin Raf though." Kairah almost sounded scared for her life.
"We shouldn't even be out in the open like this. The Russians will be here in no time. Let's not forget we just took out their boss. They'll be gunning for our heads."
It was getting darker by the minute. Night has already fallen and yet it feels like we've made no progress. I glance down at my watch and it reads 7:23PM. That does it for me. With a deep breath, I stand to my feet and whip out my guns in a flash. One second the atmosphere was peaceful but by the two warning shots in the air chaos took over. As the patrons scrambled to their feet and raced for the restaurant's exits I made good on my promise and began firing, watching as bodies began to drop. There's no war without casualties, innocent or not. If it's a war Mario wants then that's what he will get.
"Don Romano I don't think-
I cut whoever it was off with a bullet. Don't fucking think and surely don't try to dictate to me what to do especially not when I have loaded guns in hand.
"ENOUGH DARIO! We got them!" Marcel's voice sliced through the noise as he came running to me like his life depended on it. Well, more like everyone else' did.
"We were able to track them after they left the hospital. I followed the footage and tracked the cars. They headed to the docks fifteen minutes from here. Stefano owns a yacht there. That has to be where they went."
"Take a breath will you brother." I smiled slightly amused.
"For fuck's sake Dario! Look at the bodies on the floor! I asked you to wait before doing anything reckless. Why didn't you all try to stop him!?" He was fuming as his rage was now directed at our cousins and men.
"Be serious Marcellous, who in their right mind would try to stop the Don?" It was a rhetorical question from Killian.
"Honestly you asked as if you don't know your brother. Besides, only one fool was dumb enough to attempt that and look at him now." He added pointing to the dead man near my feet.
"Blood or not, I'm pretty sure Dario would've 'unalived anyone of us had we tried that." Kairah spoke with a raised brow.
"Cops may already be on their way. Let's go." Marcel lead the way out of the building.
