Lethal: An MM Mafia Romance by Joe Satoria

Author:Joe Satoria [Satoria, Joe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Satoria Publishing
Published: 2023-07-13T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CAL

It happened so fast.

The smell hit me.

Then the sounds.

Then he said something.

A single gunshot to his body.

I barely even recalled where or what happened afterwards.

I was already in the driver seat. The keys were right there.

Flooding the gas, I almost crashed into both cars parked in front and behind.

That wasn’t how it was meant to go. I hadn’t planned it happening today. In fact, I wished it hadn’t.

Tears streaming down my cheeks and snot dripping from my nose, I headed to the apartment. My hands were like brick against the steering wheel, I didn’t want to pull them away. But when I parked and saw the door of the apartment, my nerves seemed to ease.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I said, slamming my hands down on the wheel, accidentally pressing the horn. I wiped the wetness from my face and grabbed my bag from the backseat before heading inside.

It was him. It was one of them.

Every single fiber in my being told me I was right. I’d acted on instinct. My body moved without me telling it too. It was almost like I’d been threatened and what Frankie had taught me was that when I felt like I was being cornered, the only way out was to fight for your life, bite, scratch, kick, punch, whatever feral animalistic urge I could muster, I had to use it.

Thankfully, there was a gun, so I didn’t have to claw my way into killing him.

Pacing my breathing, I sucked in deep through my nose and slowly exhaling through my mouth. I tried not to panic. I knew what I needed to do now. I had to leave. I had to pack my things and get out. Slowly, the realization settled in me. I could’ve told Frankie and we could have looked into it. But I knew it was him. I didn’t need to look into it. I did what he taught me. I acted on instinct, maybe I should’ve prepared a little first, but it had happened now.

In the apartment, I raced around trying to find a bigger bag to pack my things into.

I emptied out every single one of my drawers from the dresser. Not everything could fit. I tried cramming T-shirts and underwear into it.

The click of the door sounded, reminding me of the click of the gun, setting off another bullet of panic through me.

“Babe,” Frankie called out.

On the bedroom floor, my hands shaking as I continued to sob and pack the bag.

“Babe,” he said, softer, dipping to my side. He wrapped his arms around my back and held me. “What happened?”

“I—I—I—”

He tightened his grasp around my body, holding me still. “It’s ok. It’s ok.”

“The man—the man. His voice was the same. I reached for your gun.” I leaned my back into his chest, holding it there. “I reached for it. I didn’t think. I just—”

Frankie cooed in my ear. “You acted on impulse,” he said. “It’s ok.”

“No. It was him. He—he’s one of them. He was laughing. I knew that laugh.

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