Chapter 11 - DARKNESS

Gunfire exploded through the darkness.
Paolo dropped to the floor.
âTalia!â
âIâm here!â
âStay down!â
Ava screamed somewhere to his right.
Paolo crawled toward the sound.
Emergency lights flickered red.
Renatoâs men fired toward the loading bay.
Marco had cut the power.
Exactly on time.
Darius entered through the side corridor with two men.
âMove!â
Paolo saw Avaâs chair.
He ran.
A gunman appeared.
Paolo slammed into him before he could fire.
They hit the concrete.
The weapon skidded away.
Paolo drove his shoulder into the man and knocked him unconscious.
âAva!â
âDaddy!â
He reached her.
âClose your eyes.â
âIâm scared.â
âI know.â
He cut the ropes.
She jumped into his arms.
For the first time all night, Paolo breathed.
Then someone pressed a gun against his back.
âPut her down.â
Renato.
Paolo froze.
Ava whimpered.
âUncle.â
âPut the child down.â
Paolo lowered her gently behind a steel support.
âRun to Aunt Talia.â
Ava didnât move.
âGo!â
She ran.
Renato kept the gun on Paolo.
âYou always were stubborn.â
âYou kidnapped a child.â
âI kidnapped leverage.â
âSheâs your blood.â
Renato laughed.
âThat word means nothing.â
Paolo looked at him.
âAt least you finally said one honest thing.â
Renatoâs eyes hardened.
âYou took everything from me.â
âI was nineteen.â
âYour father chose you.â
âI didnât ask him to.â
âHe gave you the future that belonged to me.â
âAnd you spent twenty years proving why he didnât.â
Renato raised the gun.
âYou sound like him.â
âGood.â
A shot rang out.
Paolo flinched.
Renatoâs gun fell from his hand.
Blood spread across his sleeve.
Talia stood behind him, holding a pistol with both hands.
She was shaking violently.
Renato turned.
âYou stupid little girl.â
Taliaâs voice broke.
âStay away from my brother.â
Renato lunged.
Paolo tackled him.
They crashed into a stack of metal crates.
Renato fought like a man half his age.
He drove an elbow into Paoloâs jaw.
Paolo hit back.
Years of anger came with every blow.
Sicily.
Eliseâs car.
Ava crying.
Six stolen months.
Renato grabbed a piece of broken pipe.
Before he could swing it, Luca threw himself into him.
Both men crashed against the railing.
âLuca!â
Paolo grabbed him.
Renato hung over the edge.
One hand gripping the railing.
Below them was a twenty-foot drop to the factory floor.
Renato looked up.
âHelp me.â
Paolo stared down at him.
For one terrible second, he wanted to let go.
Every part of him remembered Ava tied to the chair.
Elise mourning a living husband.
The bullets in Sicily.
Renato whispered, âPaolo.â
Paolo reached down.
He grabbed his uncleâs wrist.
Renato smiled.
Then tried to pull Paolo over the railing with him.
Luca grabbed Paoloâs coat.
Talia screamed.
Darius rushed forward.
Renato lost his grip.
He fell.
A metal platform broke his fall before he hit the concrete.
He survived.
Barely.
Paolo stood above him.
Breathing hard.
Renato groaned.
Paolo looked down.
âYou donât get to die and escape this.â
Police sirens sounded outside.
Marco ran in.
âAvaâs safe.â
Paolo closed his eyes.
Then opened them.
âVictor?â
Marcoâs expression darkened.
âGone.â
Paolo stared at him.
âWhat do you mean, gone?â
âHe disappeared during the attack.â
Luca leaned against the railing.
âThen this isnât over.â
Paolo looked toward the open loading bay.
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Because if Victor Hale was still free, so were every secret, account, and ally Renato had left behind.
And Victor knew exactly where Elise was.