Novelas y relatos de Sicario

I don't want to give up on my revenge either. Angel wakes up and grabs his head, and I do the only thing I remember. Very quickly, I launch myself at Angel, who opens his eyes wide in astonishment to rip out his throat, but I'm still in the air when the crack of bones reaches my ears, and I can't resist looking. Sonny takes advantage of my exposed neck and, opening his mouth, rips my throat, I shift and choke on my blood, trying to breathe. My eyes lock on Ulric, who has just arrived. Tears ran down his face.

I pushed the door of my office open to see Matteo, Carlo, Nico and Blanca waiting for me. “Boss.” They said in unison and bowed. I nodded and sat down. “What news do you have for me, Blanca?” Blanca was my female assassin, the best you will ever find anywhere. “Emiliano does not suspect a thing, but he knows you killed Diego Marino.” she said. “What was his reaction?” I asked playing with my pocket knife. “He was livid. He was actually using Marino to sell drugs.” “Does he suspects you?” I asked.

“That SUV? It’s not just anyone’s. It’s registered under a company. And guess who owns the company?” “Who?” Miguel demanded. Leo’s voice was tense. “A man named Victor Alvarez.” Miguel’s brows pulled together. “Never heard of him.” Camila froze, her hand on the gun. “I have,” she said quietly. Miguel looked at her sharply. “Who is he?” Camila’s eyes were cold as ice. “A ghost. A killer. A man you don’t cross.” Miguel’s voice was steel. “Then he just crossed me.”

DEATH ~ALEXANDRO’S POV~ I move like a predator—silent, calculating. My fingers grip the gun, safety off, aimed directly at the head of the poor bastard on the other side of the door. The handle turns. The second the door cracks open, I raise my gun. "Cristo Santo!"(Holy Christ) Mario freezes, his hands flying up in surrender. A cigar dangles between his fingers, his signature cocky smirk playing on his lips. “Sei impazzito, fratello?” (Have you lost your mind, brother?) he drawls, amusement laced in his voice.

Alpha Sebastian said and Dante chuckled before wrapping his arm around my shoulder, pulling me to his chest “but judging by how calm you are, I can assume that you want someone else to be his killer?” “His blood is not ours to take” Dante said, making the Alpha frown in confusion “the man who has taken the bullet to save my life has gone through so much at his hands that he should be the one to kill him. Plus, I still want to have a little fun and I took the blood of the man who betrayed me. Giovanni’s blood is Alessandro’s to take”

I light another one, blowing a stream of smoke down at Pedro. "You know, I probably would've ended this quickly. Used a gun, put a bullet in your head while you slept." I allow an edge of regret to leak into my voice as I speak. "You were a good man. With the Zetas for a lot of years. Instead, you touched my Luna. Laid hands on her." Anger courses through me as I picture the way he pressed himself against her while she was forced to take his attentions. I'd stood in the back of the yard, hidden in the shadows, watching, taking in her reaction, making sure she wasn't encouraging him. The manner of her death would be determined by her actions since she fled Mexico. I yank his head back, pull t

Salazar explained. Even if Salazar denies it, the fact that Sicario is stronger and better than him cannot be removed. That's why his mood is getting worse because of that. Wysteria thought that Sicario was dead, but she didn't believe that because she noticed that the corpse they got from the barn was not real. Salazar was the reaper who attacked Alessia in Samona and the alley of Valencia. The queen ordered him to kill the woman just now. He doesn't fully know what Natalia's reason is for wanting to kill him. But because he is paid a lot he accepts it.

Maximo hit Cassio again and again in the head until finally his brain were visible, splattered on the floor irritatedly. " Marco! " Maximo yelled. " Yes boss " " Fired his wife from any post she is in my organization. And throw away his spiteful corpse. " " Yes boss " That is Maximo Santino for sure. In his Mafia mood. he could kill with his bare hand and in his lover mood he could heal with Also his bare hand.

Mayor Perez winced in pain, "What are you talking about? Who are you?" "I'm Carlo Don El Marco, that's right but, you don't know the true story about me. I'm not his legitimate son, I'm a bastard from another woman and not entitled to climb to the cartel throne. They treated me like sh+t and sent me far from home to a battle of no return while the legitimate son is groomed to become the boss of the cartel operation. I am much better than him! He doesn't even know how to handle a gun but me, I've killed men, a lot em' "

Fred didn't know his phone was ringing because of how agitated and perplexed he was at that moment as he drove to the hospital without even looking out for road signs and the curses he received from other drivers and pedestrians. He didn't want to think about the what ifs that accompanied his action back there at the army base. He didn't want to think about how everything will end of actually Sophia didn't make it. He had taken that decision because in many years of his work as an undercover investigator, he had many experience of the bad guy using his captive to escape and knew the only way to save them the stress is hurting the captive and praying he or she survives it. If she makes it, sh