Chapter 30

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Dante's pov:

My blood is running so cold in my veins. How did I not expect something like that ? What the hell was I thinking accepting to come here ? Thank god, though, I was prepared. I wasn't that fool to fully trust Antonio. I didn't trust enough Anastasia also. A part of me, now, feels some regret about it. She is the one who saved my ass after all.

My phone vibrates in my pocket. I retrieve it and I read the message. I hope it's fucking good news.

Vanni: Don, we are at the Spanish borders waiting for you. Everything is ready. We have enough guns. The pilote and the whole crew are ready to take off when you come.

« My men will join us at the borders of the city. » I say to Anastasia. She is occupying the passenger's right sit next to me. She somehow manages to stay calm despite all what happened. Her eyes are fixed on the road in front of us as she says « okay. »

Her phone starts ringing. She gets it from her backpocket. She tenses a little as she checks the caller's ID. Unexpectedly, she opens the window and she throws the phone out of it without any hesitation. « What are you doing ? » I ask. « It's my father. He doesn't know I am with you. He will probably ask me about you. I can't risk him tracking down my phone. He can find us so easily. » Intelligent. I nod and I focus again on the road ahead of us.

Thousands of questions occupy my head. She told me about her father's plan. She actually rescued. I could have died tonight. Antonio will never forgive her for betraying him.
Why choose me ? She worked for him for years. Even I know that her family means a lot to her. What made her side with me ?

Suddenly, Anastasia shifts in her seat. «Mierda. » I hear her curse under her breath. «We are being followed.» She states. I glance through the reviewer's mirror. Two black SUV's are just behind us. Shit.
«We need to loose them immediately before they reach us. If they do we can never escape them. They can outnumber us easily. »
« What's your plan ? »
« I know how to get rid of them. Just follow my instructions. There is a way to get us safely to the borders.» Her voice steady as always. She appears unperturbed.
« Lead the way, wife. » If I hadn't trusted her before, I am so fucking trusting her now.
«Turn left. Then, turn right after ten meters. Speed up.»
«Now, to the right. » She adds.
« Where are they ? Are they still behind us ? »
« They are a little far. We are starting to loose them.»

Minutes later, we are driving through a rocky road. We are out of the city. All you can see at left and left are big trees. It seems that we are passing by a forest.
No cars are behind us anymore. We lost them so easily.
« You pretty sure know very well the streets.»
« Did you forget that this is my city ? » She says in amusement. God this woman.

I look through the reviewer's mirror again just to make sure we are alone. Much to my deception now four cars are following us. The bastards of earlier must have called for backup when they couldn't reach us. Antonio is apparently so determined to get rid of me.

Bullets start being thrown in our direction. The glass of car is broken. « Anastasia get down. » I shout as I retrieve my gun. I fire as much bullets as I can and, on the same time, I try to keep us on the road. Shit.
We can never escape this.

Instead of hiding, like I said, Anastasia gets two guns out of god knows where, opens the window and she starts shooting in all directions.
« Do you have more bullets ? I need to load my gun.»
« Check the glove box. »

She inserts the magazine into the pistol and she pulls the trigger. Then, she goes back to firing. She is doing a great job keeping them behind.

«Dante try to drive faster we are almost there. I can't keep them behind longer. »

When we get out of this safe and sound, I am will do everything in my power kill Antonio with my bare hand. He is not going to escape this. The fucking bastard.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 05 ⏰

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