Page 128 of Powerful Deception

“My men will come after you. I have men in high places. They will find out, and they will kill you.” He spits, his whole body shaking with anger.

“No, they won't.” I say, my finger releasing the safety.

“And how can you be so sure?”

“I just do.” I pull the trigger. Then again, and again and again until more blood seeps out of Gallo and his body slumps over.

Wanting to make sure that he doesn’t live, I shoot the remaining bullets into his body. The last one going into his head.

Once the magazine is empty, I drop the gun to the floor.

I did it.

I killed Roberto Gallo.

I’ve killed two men.

“It's okay.” Dante’s voice sounds in my ear. As I feel his hand slide against my hip, I realize that I’m crying.

They aren’t tears because I killed Gallo, no they are tears because I finally got revenge for my dad’s death. I got what I wanted since the funeral.

I continue to cry in Dante’s arms and after a few minutes, I hear his breathing get a lot more labored than it was before.

He really needs to go see a doctor.

“We need to get you out of here.” I say turning in his arms and see beads of sweat traveling down his temple.

Surprisingly this time, he doesn’t fight me on it. Dante just nods. “We need to find keys to a car or something.”

Right, because our phones are probably in the wrecked SUV.

Quickly, I move out of Dante’s hold and head to the lifeless bodies of the two bodyguards. One of them has to have keys to a car.

Patting all of their pockets, I finally find a set of keys on the one that Dante shot down.

With the keys in hand, I make my way back to Dante, who looks like he’s seconds away from passing out.

I slide an arm around his waist and throw and arm over my shoulder and make our way out of the building.

Thankfully Gallo and his men were smart enough to leave an SUV right out the door.

Pressing the key fob, I unlock the doors and as I’m opening the door, Dante sags into my arms.

The both of us almost fall to the ground but somehow with the grace of god, I’m able to pull him back up.

“C’mon, baby. I need you to stay with me, okay?. I need you to help me get you in the car and stay with me until we get you help.”

“No.” He takes a shallow breath. “Hospital.”

“I won't take you to the hospital, I promise. Just please let me get you in the car.”

It’s a struggle, but I’m able to slide Dante into the back seat. But as I slide my arm from around his waist out, I see just how bad his injuries are.

Not only can he not breathe properly, his whole side is covered in blood.

“Crap.”

I slam the back door and quickly make my way over to the driver side and as soon as the SUV is on, I’m hightailing it away from the warehouse.

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