บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia's Redemption : บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 105

SarahI can feel every one of my pores seeping out sweat as I try to reach Shawn who is backing me. We are both tied to a wooden chair, hands to the back.“What in the world are you up to?” I whisper to him, yet my gaze is fixed on the men surrounding us.This was not the plan.“It’s the only way to put an end to this madness,” Shawn responds, clearly unbothered.“Carlos is all alone with some stranger—”“He’s my son too” Shawn yells back, a drop of sweat hanging on his nose as he spins over the chair to face me.“You either do as I say or you get us all killed…including Carlos. We can afford to make mistakes now—” Shawn stops abruptly.He stares at me for more than a second as we both look to the direction of the sudden noise.“They’re here,” he whispers rather to himself, adjusting his position while clutching the weapon in his hands, enough to stay hidden.My heartbeat thumps loudly as I watch the shadow flicker behind the dusty windows ahead.All I can think of is my son laying s

MarcoThe words escaped my lips before I can catch them.Our baby. The dream of seeing her again had been long dead.And now, she's not only right before me, she's holding on to a version of me.I don't need to ask questions. The resemblance is unmistakable.I feel my world breaking as I force my limbs away from her.My Sarah.It's too surreal to believe, yet I'm going to fight this battle to the end.I turn around abruptly, ordering Sophia without meeting her gaze,“Inform the rest about the new development. At all times, keep an eye on her.”I hear the vehicle zooming off behind me but I don't look back. It'll require more effort to pull away from her ensnaring stare.There's a man just ahead of us and a parked van by the road side.“Where's our man?”“We lost him,” I say, heading straight for the back seat of the cop’s car.“That was not the plan—”“Our lives will be in more danger if we waste precious time. The governor is behind all these,” I reply the detective.“And who is th

SARAH I struggle to find my voice, as I reply,“I’m okay—”“Not you. I’m talking about Carlos. He has a fever.”He heads for the door without waiting for my response and for a moment it feels like I’m living a dream. Has he forgiven me?He drives hurriedly to the hospital, as we both sit in awkward silence as I rock Carlos.In no time the doctor attends to him. I’m worried about Marco’s sudden appearance but more about my son’s condition.I've been home with him all day and I didn't notice. He might think of me to be a careless mother.I jump out of my seat as the doctor walks out with a numb expression.“Mr. Sidorov, I’m afraid your son might be needing blood,”“What happened to him!” I squeak, unable to contain my emotions with the news.“There's no time to go over the details but this is critical.“I’m his mother,” I say with a breaking voice as Marco meets my gaze briefly. I take a nervous gulp as I walk behind the nurse.The thoughts of Carlos overshadows my thoughts, but ther