Chapter 35 - Truth to be Told

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| Savanna |

"With you, dead."

As soon as those words left her mouth, the sound of explosions alerted us all. Andrea looked around with a look of confusion to her face which only meant these explosions were not coming from her side.

"What is going on?" She asked her men, rage in her voice as she stood up.

"They're blocking us in, we need to get out of here." One of her men announced as he looked around at the smoke seemed to be getting closer and closer.

As her men ran and the sounds of explosions neared, Andrea looked down at me a look of anger to her face.

"I'm not letting you go again, not this time" she muttered. She pulled me up, grabbing a hold of my arm before aiming the gun at me whilst walking ahead. She looked around like a deer in headlights, making sure nobody was near enough to harm her nor take me out of her hands.

"Where are you taking me Andrea? Do you think you can make it out of here without being caught?" I asked as she continued walking. "Shutup and keep walking" She muttered, yanking me a little further with her.

"No." I sternly spoke, pulling my arm out of her grip before stepping back. She turned around, looking back at my hand and then back up at me again.

"You really think you can call the shots right now?" She asked, holding up the gun she held in her hand, "Do you know what this is? Or are you just fuckin dumb?" She continued.

"You're not going to kill me Andrea, if you were you would have done it already," I paused, watching as her facial expressions changed to a subtle bit of confusion. "You left that door open for me and Nancy to escape from, none of your men have shot at me despite the countless times they have pointed their guns at me and now, you're making sure I leave with you. Why?"

She grinned, "You seem to know the answers to your own questions Sav, how in the hell does Jason fuck with you" She laughed, shaking her head. "I did leave that door open for you, I did order my men to bring you to me, alive, but you're so far from the truth" She continued, shrugging.

"So tell me the truth, aren't you tired of this? Jason is already here, no doubt my father is too, what are you waiting for?"

"You want the truth, Sav? Are you sure your little heart can take it?" She raised her brows. I nodded my head, not wasting a second longer. "Your father may be a clever man who has many following him purely because of his wise, wise, decisions but have you ever questioned his loyalty to his own blood?"

I frowned, I'm pretty sure my brows had dipped down to my eyeballs because of the confusion I had on my face right now. "Why would I ever question that?" I asked.

"I mentioned an organisation in Rome that your father had recently made a deal with, remember?" She paused, waiting for a response to which I simply slowly nodded, urging for more information. It was quite sad actually, I was gaining more information from an enemy than my own family. "Well, turns out your father had made a deal with the same very people, right before you were born."

"Please stop pausing, we don't have time." I pleaded, I could feel my heart beating faster but also sinking at the same time, it was the fear of the unknown that was killing me.

"Your parents broke a treaty when they decided to form a relationship, conceiving you was just the icing on the cake and I bet your parents told you everybody was super supportive of it, but," she paused, "Did you really think the Sicilian Mafia would take in the daughter of the Spanish Mafia so easily? Did you really think there were no objections?" Again, with the pauses.

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