HUNTERI was furious and fucking tired. I didn't know how long I had chased Dante before he reached a dead end. I rammed him down, sent a few blows, and was more than ready to end him… until I realized he wasn't alone. The next thing I knew, I was on the ground, and that fucker was driving away in a black SUV. My men came less than a minute later, far too late to stop them.The one who helped Dante could have killed me—should have killed me. I had no doubt he had a gun and a perfect opportunity to shoot me in the back. And yet, I had been left alive. Spared. For some reason, that pissed me off even further.“Hold still,” Fabio Lanaro grunted, glaring at me. He had been the Cartelli's family doctor since I could remember, which meant he was most likely old as fuck. He was excellent at treating gunshot wounds, but perhaps after years of working for the Mafia family, any doctor would excel at that. Unfortunately, aside from that, he also excelled at being a rude prick and a giant pain in
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