My Masters' Nightmare, Season 1 / Episode 14 Read Online Free PDF

woman’s culo. ” He hung up, my yell startling Lucan. Rita’s brother
started crying.
    I handed the radio to Georgio.
“ Don’t tell
the Santini about what Christo said about the Rossos.”
    He frowned. “They need to know just in case
it’s true.”
    “ It’s not. If Don Rosso blamed
me for Angelica’s death, he wouldn’t have hugged me at her funeral.
Plus, him and my father remained friends afterwards. Christo’s
nothing but a manipulator, hell bent on destroying our
alliances.”
    “ Okay, I’ ll keep it from them for now,
but if I hear anything else that suggests the Rossos are traitors,
I won’t hesitate in telling my Don.”
    “ That’s fine. Now, take care of
the Donatelli soldier.” I headed out of the house, a gunshot going
off behind me.
    ***
    I woke up the next morning
to a girl’s
face in front of mine. Georgio’s sixteen-year-old daughter had
snuck into the guest bedroom I’d been given for the night. She was
a pretty girl, with a long mane of thick brown hair and the most
stunning blue-green eyes.
    “ Cool, you’re awake,” Nina
said.
    “ Not surprising, considering you
were tapping my forehead.” I sat up, making sure the sheet was
covering my lower half, since I only had briefs on. “Leave the
room, you shouldn’t be in here.”
    “ Not until you say I can
come with you.”
    “ Where?” I asked, still half
asleep.
    “ To save the Salvi lady.
My papà ’s getting his soldiers ready and I want to go
too.”
    “ No one’ s coming with me, I’m doing this
alone.”
    “ But my papà said—”
    “ I don’t care what your father
said. I outrank him. So leave my room before I give you an anatomy
lesson.”
    “ An anatomy lesson?”
    “ I’m not wearing
anything.”
    Her mouth formed into an O. She pushed up
and ran for the door, closing it behind her.
    Shaking my head, I got out of bed and
grabbed my pants, pulling them on. I slipped on my shirt next,
quickly buttoning it as I stuffed my feet into my shoes. Once
finished, I headed out of the guest room, knowing there was a high
chance I wouldn’t be breathing tomorrow.
    I descended the staircase, spotting
Georgio cutting across the lounge. It was sparsely decorated,
almost Spartan. I wondered how his wife put up with Georgio’s taste
in bland furnishings, not to mention his austere character,
especially with the way he barked orders at her.
    He stopped at the bottom of the staircase,
his green eyes narrowing in on me. “Nina told me that you refuse to
accept my help.”
    “ Christo will know if I’m
followed.”
    “ If you don’t have backup,
you’ll be walking to your death.”
    “ I don’t have a
choice.”
    “ Then at least wear a tracking device so we
can come in from a different angle.”
    “ You won’t be able to sneak up
on them without being noticed. All it’ll take to get my woman
killed is one of their guards seeing you. So, grazie for your offer; it’s just unfortunate
I have to turn it down.”
    “ Again, you’ll be walking to
your death. You must at least have a plan.”
    I shook my head, not wanting to endanger
Rita’s life. “I will do this my way.”
    “ At least have breakfast before
you leave.”
    Nodding, I followed him to the dining
room. After a full breakfast, we headed out of the house, stopping
in the front courtyard.
    He placed his hands on my arms.
“ I
understand why you’re going in alone; I would for my wife too. I
wish you the best, Don. I will be praying for you.”
    “ Grazie ,” I said. “And if I die today, pass
on the message to Jagger to take refuge with the Santini. They will
protect him from the Black Russian and anyone else. Whatever I own
goes to him, unless his brother’s found, then they can share
it.”
    “ I won’t need to tell them
anything, because you’ll be returning with your woman.” He smiled,
although it appeared strained. Despite his encouraging words, the
man probably knew I was a dead man walking.
    After we said our
farewells, I
headed to my