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“Daniel! Your twelve!”
“Ah, fuck!”
Another car is in front of us, driving right into the car. I step on the brakes quickly and swerve just in time before there’s any collision. How the fuck do they keep knowing where I am?
Daniel takes more shots at them. The car makes a turn and pursues us again. They shoot back at Daniel. I drive the car in a zigzag motion to avoid their bullets.
“Keep the car straight. I’m trying to make a clean shot.”
I hold the wheel tight as I put the car back in a straight line.
Daniel grunts as he quickly sticks his head back into the car. “Almost fucking killed me.”
He waits a few seconds before sticking his head and gun out again. He hits the driver this time as I watch through the side mirror.
“Turn around.”
I slow the car down and make the turn back toward them. The impact of their bullets on the car makes a clunking noise in the air.
I ram into their car as they fly to the ground. The wounded driver doesn’t get out in time. Daniel takes the shot at the two others and sends bullets through their bodies. Not just once but twice.
I stop the car and we both get out. Daniel walks over to the dead bodies and searches their bodies. I walk over to the car to see the wounded driver.
His face is covered with blood and he pants harder. He tries to shoot me as I open the door. His fingers gripping a pistol. I punch him in the face just before he takes the shot. He groans in pain, and I bend his arm to let go of the gun. I break his arm instead of letting go.
His eyes bulge out in shock as he yells. “Fanculo (Fuck)!”
I kill him, shooting him in the chest. His breath seizes after a few long seconds.
“Ale! Come see.” Daniel is walking towards me with a phone in his hand.
I leave the car to meet with him.
“I found this in one of their pockets. They are Aldo’s men.” He turns the phone’s screen to me to reveal a call log. Tarik’s name is at the top of the list.
“That fucking figlio di puttana (son of a bitch)!”
“We have a ratto (rat).”
I kick the door of the car hard. It all makes sense now… Father’s death, Aldo’s men always knowing when I’m leaving.
That fucking cunt. “I’ll gut him alive,” I growl as I walk back to our SUV.
“There could be more,” Daniel says as he slides into the car.
“Then I’ll have to fish them all out. Ungrateful bastards!”
We drive back to the warehouse in East Harlem.
Daniel had called Tarik on the way to meet with us there. He has no fucking idea he’s walking to his death. I will torture every piece of information out of him till he tells me every fucking thing he knows.
I’m trying to keep my cool as I walk into the warehouse.
The sound of the workers packing deliveries fills the space. Daniel waits outside for Tarik as I retreat into my office there. I’ve been dealing with fucking snitches all along, and they were right under my nose. I’m stupidly pissed at myself.
Daniel walks in with Tarik a few moments later and I lunge at him just as I spot him. I grip his throat and squeeze tight, digging my nails into his skin.
“Ratto (Rat)!” I say through gritted teeth.
