Page 191 of The Devil's Fire

Arianna’s words about Althaia having great survival instincts echoed in my mind, and for once in my life, I prayed she and our baby would be okay.

They have to be.

I let out a long breath, shutting my body down from feeling anything. My complete attention was on taking down those bastards who had the audacity to make such a move against us.

I was thirsty for blood.

I was going to make sure every single drop of theirs was going to be spilled. I wanted the head of the motherfucker who wrote that shit on the wall.

I snapped my eyes open when I heard movements. They were slowly entering the warehouse; one by one, carefully searching to see if they could find our dead bodies on the ground.

I almost wanted to scoff out loud at the naivety of their belief that it would be this easy to kill us. But I was about to show them just how easy it will be to kill them.

Eight of them walked in and split up. Just the number I thought they would be. One came closer in my direction, but I was out of his view. I was still crouched down, remaining still and silent as I waited for him to come closer.

I was molded for this my entire life; born to lead, raised to kill. Whoever was behind this thought they could take me down with a mere trap and a surprise attack. They severely underestimated the apex predator they were dealing with. This wasn’t my first time and won’t be my last. I wanted to laugh if they thought they would be successful.

He was inches away from me as I observed him to see what kind of person I was dealing with. The way he moved immediately let me know that this wasn’t a person who was skilled enough; his movements were clumsy and uncertain.

For the first time in a situation like this, I fucking rolled my eyes. They had hired a group of useless shitheads to get the job done.

I was fucking offended.

He was jittery, constantly glancing over his shoulder in paranoia, fearing that someone might have snuck up on him. I shook my head in disappointment.

I lunged forward and grabbed his head. I covered his mouth with my hand and snapped his neck without making a sound. His body fell limp against mine, and I quietly moved him into the dark corner. I took his gun, tucking it into my waistband behind my back.

I moved along the wall, staying low and hidden in the shadows to get to the next one. I knew Lorenzo and Raffaele had taken care of some already, as I only spotted four now. One of them whispered something to his comrade. I frowned when I didn’t recognize the language, but I couldn’t care less about it right now.

This was going to end. Now.

I picked up a piece of broken glass and threw it across the warehouse to distract them. They immediately reacted to the noise and split up in two. The others went in the direction of Raffaele and Lorenzo, leaving the two closest to me completely unaware that I had sneaked up behind them.

I grabbed my knife and slit his throat open. In a split second, I moved to the next one when he turned around. He had no time to react before I stabbed my knife deep into his right eye. I watched him drop to his knees, and when I took my knife out, he fell dead to the ground. At the same time, I heard another body drop on the other end.

I moved quietly between the shelves, scanning my surroundings to make sure there were no more inside. I saw Raffaele and Lorenzo coming out of the shadows, signaling to me it was clear from their side.

Now, the question was how many we would face outside.

As we moved closer to the door, Lorenzo grabbed a dead body close to him and threw it out of the door. In an instant, gunshots erupted from outside, alerting us to the fact that there were definitely more than five other people. None of them had the courage to approach the door and kept a safe distance.

I looked over to Raffaele and motioned for him to go to the window from his end, while I made my way to the broken window on my side, and Lorenzo stayed near the door.

With a nod at Raffaele, he sprang to his feet and rapidly fired several rounds out of the window. He took cover once the others found him and shot in his direction. While they were distracted, it allowed me to look out of the window and scan the situation outside.

Ten more people were outside. It wasn’t a problem as I took down three men with my gun. They scattered around, trying to hide behind the trees and out of my view. Little did they realize they were still in Lorenzo’s line of sight as he shot at them from the door.

They sprayed gunfire everywhere, hoping to hit us. It was useless; the warehouse was much sturdier than expected. It annoyed me endlessly that we were dealing with a bunch of amateurs. The upside was, we would be done with them soon.

Their firing stopped, and I pulled out the extra gun I had as I moved along the long window, firing at them. Impatience welled within me. This had already taken too long.

“Cover me!” I yelled to Raffaele and Lorenzo as I jumped out of the window.

I sprinted towards one of the cars, throwing myself to the ground to seek cover behind it. Swiftly, I reloaded my gun before springing back to my feet.

Darting between the trees, I fired shots to create a distraction, giving Raffaele and Lorenzo a chance to escape the warehouse. The last person in my line of sight fell to my gunfire, and suddenly, the entire area went silent. I strained to listen for any further movements.

“To your right!” Raffaele shouted, and I quickly turned to see that I had missed one person who had taken cover behind a large tree.

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