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Chapter 105

作者: Ayo Ola
last update 公開日: 2026-07-11 18:41:47

Lucien's POV

The wipers on the secondary pickup truck were struggling to clear the heavy Roman rain as we finally slipped through the southern highway gates just past three o'clock in the morning, and the streets of the capital were completely empty except for the occasional delivery van because the local police patrols were still concentrated around the smoking ruins of the old theater district.

We had spent the last five hours driving through the dark regional back roads to avoid the state
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  • The Glass Rose    Chapter 105

    Lucien's POV The wipers on the secondary pickup truck were struggling to clear the heavy Roman rain as we finally slipped through the southern highway gates just past three o'clock in the morning, and the streets of the capital were completely empty except for the occasional delivery van because the local police patrols were still concentrated around the smoking ruins of the old theater district. We had spent the last five hours driving through the dark regional back roads to avoid the state trooper checkpoints, and Paolo had guided our two remaining vehicles straight to an upscale residential complex near the Parioli district where we had recently used a portion of the stolen southern payroll cash to secure a hidden luxury penthouse under a fake corporate name."Keep the headlights low as you enter the underground garage, Paolo, because the building porter stays in the front office until dawn and we can't have him looking at the fresh mud and the bullet scratches on these side pane

  • The Glass Rose    Chapter 104

    Alessia's POV The metal door of the pickup truck groaned as I slammed it shut against the wet grass, and I didn't even wait for Paolo to grab the spare ammunition crates before I started sprinting straight up the slippery mud of the incline toward the spot where the silver armored SUV was wedged tight against the old stone watchtower. The bright red glow from the burning villa down in the valley was still throwing huge shadows across the pine trees, and the loud popping noises of exploding ammunition boxes from the armory were echoing off the mountain cliffs while I dragged my boots through the thick weeds to reach the shallow ditch where Lucien and Matteo were pinned down."Matteo, stay low behind that stone lip and stop trying to put your weight on that torn thigh muscle because you're leaving a trail of fresh blood right in the open lane where their secondary rifleman is watching!" I yelled as I slid into the dirt right beside his shoulder and shoved a fresh magazine into my autom

  • The Glass Rose    Chapter 103

    Matteo's POV ​The cold water of the creek was splashing straight into my boots as our trucks hit the muddy bank, but my eyes weren't on the road ahead because the morning light had finally cleared the fog on the upper ridge and showed a silver armored SUV parked right next to the old stone watchtower. Don Salvatore himself was standing right beside the open door with a radio in his hand while he pointed his cane down at our stalled caravan, and the sight of that man directing the shooters who had destroyed our whole neighborhood made the blood rush into my ears so loud that I didn't even hear Alessia screaming at me to keep my head inside the truck cabin. "Matteo, get back into the rear seat right now because the southern shooters are already setting up their rifle lines on the lower terrace and you can't run up that rocky slope with your leg in that condition!" Lucien yelled as he reached over from the driver's side to grab the strap of my vest, but I had already clicked the door

  • The Glass Rose    Chapter 102

    Alessia's POV The steering wheel of the pickup was scorching hot as another beam crashed down onto the hood, and the thick smoke from the burning oil vats was filling the entire loading bay so fast that I couldn't even see the front bumper of Lucien’s van through the windshield. The new headlights coming through the back orchard meant Rossi was sending his secondary line to seal our rear flank before Paolo could even clear the wrecked flatbed from the main driveway, and our boys were down to their last two boxes of rifle cartridges while the southern shooters were already advancing across the irrigation ditch with fresh magazines."The rear exit is completely choked with burning timber and we can't back the trucks out through the cistern path because they just dropped an iron barricade across the lower creek lane," Lucien shouted as he dragged a bleeding soldier toward our cabin door and kicked the empty brass casings out of his path."Take the rest of the boys and move them into the

  • The Glass Rose    Chapter 101

    Lucien's POV The yellow light of dawn had barely touched the tops of the orange groves when the first heavy round punched a clean hole through our reinforced iron door, and the sound of fifty automatic rifles opening fire at the same time from the irrigation ditch turned the quiet morning into a solid wall of noise that rattled the tin roof over our heads. I threw myself behind a stack of thick timber beams that Paolo had jammed against the front window frame, and the plaster dust was flying so thick that I couldn't even see the edge of the driveway where Rossi’s lead vanguard vehicles were parked across our main exit line."Paolo, don't waste your cartridges on the armored cabins because you need to aim low and hit the shooters who are trying to crawl through the drainage pipes on the left side of the lane!" I screamed over the roar of the gunfire while I cycled the action of my shotgun and sent two heavy slugs into the weeds where a muzzle flash was blinking."They brought two seco

  • The Glass Rose    Chapter 100

    Matteo's POV The radio on the wooden crate was buzzing with a constant stream of local police reports and scout chatter, and we were back inside the abandoned olive press while the morning light started to leak through the holes in the tin roof and show the gray dust settling over our three armored trucks. Paolo was busy cleaning the carbon from his shotgun barrel while Lucien sat on a cement sack with a thick white bandage wrapped around his neck where Bruno had tried to choke the life out of him on the villa terrace, and the mood inside the stone walls was incredibly tense because we knew our victory at the ancestral house had just triggered the final alarm in the capital."The scouts near the northern highway bend just confirmed that Don Salvatore has completely pulled his core circle out of the Rome sectors, and he has packed forty trucks full of his best Sicilian shooters to race down the coast road at ninety miles an hour," Paolo said as he jammed a fresh spring into his magazi

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