Page 92 of That Time I Accidentally Took Over the Mafia

I can see Luca’s face—focused and determined—as he fights back with raw power. His fists fly, his body moving with deadly precision. He’s a force of nature, too dangerous to stop.

“He’s Jason Bourne,” I whisper at the screen as he snaps the neck of one attacker before capturing the other in a chokehold.

Luca’s legs wrap around the man while his arms squeeze the life out of his body. The man claws at Luca’s arm, trying to break free.

Luca moves so quickly it takes me a second to process what happened. He reaches into the man’s eye socket, yanks out his eyeball, and shoves it down his throat as the man tries to scream.

“Spat, did you see that shit?” I mutter. It’s disgusting—but also, a flex.

I take another look at the red light… still fucking red and I’m scared to turn on those screens. Afraid I’ll see a different reason why Enzo and Jax aren’t coming. A vision of them lying dead on the cement floor with Marco tied to his chair flashes in my mind and I brace my hands on the desk to steady myself.

They’ll be fine. I’m sure there is a reason they aren’t coming. They are just having too much fun taking fingers from Marco. Maybe Jax is putting on a little puppet show with them. Or Enzo is making Marco eat them…

Jesus Delaney.

I’m going insane here and it’s only been a few minutes but that doesn’t seem like it would be a stretch given what Luca just did.

As I’m thinking through a plan to get out of here and make a run for the murder-barn, I panic when I see the screen Nico had been filling is now empty. He’s finally joining the fight and I rake my eyes over the screens until I see him.

I wish I had just kept thinking about finger puppet shows.

Pure terror runs down my body when I see Nico standing at the double ovens. His fingers running over the seams and cracks. He knows the panic room is here. He knows Luca is in the house fighting, so that means he knows I’m in here.Alone.

I stick my spatula through one of my holster’s belts loops and pull one of the two guns strapped to my legs. I check it again, just like Jax showed me.

I find Luca again on the screens. He’s surrounded by several men and is holding a gun in each hand. “Come on baby.” I whisper, then I look back at Nico.

He’s found the hidden seam of the door and draws a knife. My heart rate skyrockets as I prepare myself for some company.

Nico jams his knife between the thin line, and a shriek pierces the air. The sound is deafening, making my heart lurch in my chest. I immediately cover my ears, wincing, the noise too much to handle.

But then, in an instant, the entire house goes into an automatic lockdown. Thick metal doors, hidden and almost invisible when not activated, slam down with a force that vibrates through the walls. The windows, too, are sealed shut in an instant. They drop down like heavy, impenetrable walls of iron, blocking all access to the outside.

One intruder making his way through one of the windows was slices cleanly in half. One leg, one arm, his torso and headlay in a bloody heap on the floor. That means his other leg, arm and ass are in a pile on the porch.

I freeze for a moment, breath caught in my throat. The house is sealed tight, trapping us inside. No one can get in. That’s the relief, the only bright side. But it also means no one can get out. We’re locked in here with Nico and the rest of the men who came to kill us.

It takes Luca all of two seconds to drop every attacker in the room but not before one of them gets a shot off and I pray it didn’t hit him. Luca is a storm rushing out of the room, heading for Nico.

I look for buttons, desperate to stop the blaring alarm and finally find a flashing one. Pressing it, the deafening shrieking ends, leaving my ears ringing.

Luca’s former dorm-mate, now enemy seems to know Luca is coming for him. He abandons the hidden entrance to the safe room and points a gun at the stairwell he knows Luca will be coming down.

Except he doesn’t.

I hold my breath, waiting, unable to find Luca on the monitors.

Just as worry chokes me, dreading the worse has happened, a body comes crashing from the ceiling above Nico who turns his gun up, firing a shot into the body that crashes on top of him. But it was just a member of his own crew, no longer alive thanks to the man dropping from the ceiling next like death coming to claim his next soul.

Luca doesn’t waste a second, aiming his gun and shooting Nico. He lands a shot in the shoulder because Nico rolled out of the way, avoiding a bullet to the brain.

Luca brings his gun down, striking Nico in the face but Nico kicks Luca’s hand, sending the gun flying across the room and Luca stumbling to the side.

It’s enough time for Nico to get up and for Luca to arm himself with another gun. Nico is on the retreat as Luca opens fire until the clip is empty. A new gun is in his hand, and he keeps firing, pushing Nico further into the house and away from the safe room.

My hands are shaking and another glance at the red light ends all resolve. I punch the other screen and bring it to life, seeing what is taking place in the murder barn.

“Fuck me in the ass,” I groan when I see Enzo and Jax holding their own against their own horde of attackers.

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