Page 149 of My Mafia Queen

He shakes his head.

“Where is she?” Vito mutters under his breath, grabbing his neck.

I push Vito to the side.

“Is she in town?” I ask quietly.

He nods.

“Is that where you were headed?”

He nods again.

“Now we’re talking.”

I shift my gaze to Gianni.

“Take him and find Tina.”

Gianni and the other man pick Joe’s man up and drag him to our car while Vito and I move toward the house.

“You think they have surveillance?” he asks quietly.

“They’d be outside, wouldn’t they?”

“Or wait for us inside,” he tosses back at me.

“That’s a possibility. The back of the house is secured. You and I go in.”

He silently reaches the entrance, and I gesture at him.

We go in different directions. I walk around the house while he checks the other side.

The house is not guarded by anyone, and it looks like a last-minute solution to an unexpected problem. Maybe it’s a family member’s house. Someone who’s not home right now.

I hope they’re not, and it’s only him and his goons.

He’s not much of a big bad boy now, is he?

I take a peek through the bathroom window. Slowly, I push it to the side and spot a regular bathroom.

It looks well-kept.

Someone’s cleaning the house, and it’s not his girlfriend.

I climb in with ease and without putting a crease in my suit.

From there, it’s an easy walk down the corridor. There’s music in the house and voices in the kitchen.

The man is at ease while my blood starts boiling. I notice Vito and the rest of the men at the other end of the corridor. And I silently count for them using my fingers before they bust the door open, and I walk into the kitchen from the back.

The four men sitting around the table jump up and grab their weapons while I curl my hand around the neck of the closest man and put my gun to his head.

“Good morning, Joe. I think you were waiting for me,” I say, and everybody freezes.

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DAMASO

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