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“What now?” I ask.
“You have one hour to send me a video of the other four killing you, and I’ll let Gabriella go.”
I shake my head because it’s fucking hard to believe that Stefano is so stupid and arrogant to think his plan will work.
I end the call, and dropping the phone, I grab the nearest cabinet and rip it from the wall. Glass shatters as it hits the floor, and it does nothing to calm the violent storm in my soul.
When I stop and suck in a harsh breath, it’s to find Angelo, Renzo, Franco, and Dario all staring at me.
“It was a fucking lie,” I roar at them, my entire body vibrating with rage. “I’ll never step down.”
When they see the vengeance on my face, they seem to relax.
“Dario, send photos of Stefano and Filippo to everyone. I want them taken alive.” I stalk toward the door. “Let’s end this fucking war.”
When I walk out of the armory and see Emilio, Vito, Tommy, and the rest of my army waiting for their orders, I shout, “You will receive photos of two men. You can wound, but don’t kill. Move out!”
Carlo falls into step beside me as we walk to one of the SUVs at the front of the line, and I climb into the passenger seat.
Breathe, Damiano. You need a clear head for the attack.
Once you have Stefano and Gabriella’s safe, you can lose your fucking mind.
Carlo shoves a bulletproof vest at me. “Put it on right now.”
Letting out a frustrated growl because every second is precious, I get out of the SUV and put on the fucking vest before climbing back in and yanking the door shut.
“Go!” I order.
Dario slides into the back with Angelo, who drops a heavy bag of weapons on the floor between the seats.
“I’ve sent the GPS coordinates to everyone,” Dario informs me.
I watch as Carlo brings up the map on the GPS screen, and after starting the engine, he steers the SUV away from the mansion.
“How do you want to handle this?” Angelo asks.
“We attack and get Gabriella out alive.”
“The property is nestled between trees,” Dario begins to give us a rundown of what to expect. “We’ll head up North Road until it becomes Mill. There aren’t many houses, and it’s a fucking long stretch of road.”
My eyes flick to the map, and I hate that it will take another hour and five minutes to get to Gabriella.
“Faster, Carlo,” I growl. “We need to make it to Gabriella in fifty minutes.” Glancing over my shoulder, I look at Dario and ask, “Can you get plans for the property?”
“I can try,” Dario mutters before he gets to work.
Silence falls between us, and when we’re twenty minutes out, my phone buzzes.
I unlock the screen, and seeing another video from Stefano, the blood chills in my veins.
Did he call my bluff?
My thumb hesitates over the video because I won’t be able to handle watching Gabriella die.
“Damiano,” Carlo says to get my attention. My eyes flick to his. “Let Angelo watch the video.”
I shake my head hard. “No.”
