Chapter 7

POV - GIOVANNI CARSON 

It's been ten hours Since I had the incident with Gabriella. After she left the police had arrived and started to question me asking 'what happened' I simply said I was shot by thieves who tried to rob the club.

A fucking lame excuse. I thought to myself.

Now the club is shut down for investigation.

They believed me and called the paramedics to take me to the hospital. After an hour at the hospital Enzo came to pick me up and started questioning me what happened. I simply cut him off and drove home.

I sent Luca and Enzo to rob Gabriella earlier on. A warning to be exact. Sending a message that I'm not fucking playing.

"Boss?" I hear someone call out. "What the fuck do you want?" I stressfully spat rubbing my temples. "Ms. Reez is here, she said she wants to discuss some business." Mac simply says. "Fuck, tell her I'm busy." I wave him off.

"Well, that's not nice." I hear a female voice utter. "It's fine, I'll take it from here." I hear my little sister pleasantly dismissing Mac. When Mac Finally leaves my office Annah closes the door behind her then locks it making sure that we won't be interrupted. "You don't have to be nice to him." I annoyingly say rolling my eyes. "Everyone has feelings Giovanni," Annah says.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I question her as I stand up from my table and make my way to the liquor desk.

"Aren't you happy to see your sister?" Annah exclaims, flipping her blonde to one side. I take two glasses from the table then I pour Annah and me, our favorite drink Bacardi rum.

"What happened at mom and dads house you need to-."

"If you came here to give me a fucking lecture about earlier on, leave." I told her. "Giovanni." She trailed off. "No." I protest. She sighed then her gaze shifted to my arm.

"What happened to your arm?" Annah points at my left arm that's wrapped in a casket. "Don't worry about it."

She eyes me for a second then lets it go knowing that I'll be fine. "Anyway, back to business."

Annah is an arms dealer, her company is one of the best companies out there they call themselves 'The Caters' She does dirty work here and there but she knows how to cover up her tracks

"We've been set up, the weapons that were being shipped to England Able Archer 83 have been stolen and now We're getting complaints from the Cooper family that they will cut us off if they don't get their property in forty-eight hours." Annah rambled as she sat in my chair.

Set up? This is the first time our shipments have ever been sabotaged. "We have a rat."

Usually, nobody knows about our weapon shipments only a small group of people know which is me, Enzo, Luca, and Annah...Unless-

"What do you mean we have a 'rat'?" Annah questions.

"I think I might know who it is," I say.

Last week I purposely took down my security measures so that Gabriella could have her chance to hack our system. So that means she also took our classified shipment files and now she's messing up my business so that I lose my customers.

That bitch.

"I need a drink." Annah sighs, she gets up from her seat and makes her way to the liquors.

"Gabriella." I sigh.

"What." Annah curiously questions as she fills up the glass. "Gabriella Sangriento she's the one that-"

Before I could finish my sentence My office window shatters into a million pieces and I find Annah on the ground with a bullet wound on her gut. "Annah!"

I run towards Annah and I find her gasping for air "Shit, it hurts." She tries to speak.

"Shh don't say anything, you'll be okay."

I pick up Annah and I start to run towards the office door when I turn the knob it doesn't budge, Fuck Annah for her locking the door. A bullet is shot through the door as I try to unlock it.

I dodge the third bullet then quickly run towards my desk and I place Annah on the ground as we hide from the sniper.

"Annah stay with me." I panic, placing pressure on her wound. Soon after, my office telephone rings. I quickly grabbed it and dodged another bullet. "Sir code red." I hear Luca panic on the other side of the phone.

"Which gang?" I angrily question. "Pietra Bianca." He responds as I hear screams and gunshots in the background.

"Your brother's gang."