Chapter Twenty Three

 He yanked him with him so Van could match with his fast steps. They halted in the hall. It was filled with the gunmen. He had already played the self-controlled game a lot. He scooted his eyes on the smirking faces. It was boiling his blood to see them mocking. He took out his gun and shot his six men. His jaw was iron hard, eyes were bloodshot and fingers wrapped around the gun so hard that his knuckles got white, " Valentino, " He said out loudly in enragement. 

         He wasn't bothered that he was alone. He always carried a backup plan with him. His CCTV system was already jammed. His men were killing his men one by one and taking their place. He wasn't frightened to get shot. He was already wearing a bullet proof jacket. 

       " Did you bring the key to the freedom of your wife? " Valentino smirked, coming into the hall. It vanished from his lips when he saw dead bodies of his six men. 

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