Chapter 17 - THE LION’S ROAR|
BOOM!
A deafening shotgun blast echoed down the hallway outside the suite, shaking the dust from the ceiling molding.
The gunman standing in the bedroom barely had time to turn before Marcus Moretti burst through the shattered doorway like an enraged bull, holding a heavy tactical shotgun.
Marcus fired twice at point-blank range, driving the assassin backward onto the floorboards.
"Rosa! Stay inside!" Marcus roared, pumping another shell into the chamber as two more Genovese enforcers rushed into the bedroom from the hallway.
A fierce, bloody firefight erupted inside the master suite.
Muzzle flashes illuminated the dark room like strobe lights. Glass shattered, plaster rained down, and silk curtains caught fire from stray tracers. Marcus took a bullet to his left shoulder, but he didn't stop—he charged forward, tackling the second gunman through the glass coffee table, disarming him with his bare hands.
Down in the main foyer, Silas Moretti stood at the top of the grand staircase, wearing his dark coat, a heavy revolver in each hand.
Despite his sixty years, he moved with lethal precision, firing down into the fog-filled hall where four Genovese hitmen were trying to advance up the stairs.
"Vincent!" Silas shouted over the gunfire. "Secure the perimeter!"
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"The main gate was opened from the inside, Don Moretti!" Vincent called out from behind the mahogany pillar, returning fire with an automatic rifle. "It's a betrayal!"
Silas’s eyes burned with a terrifying rage. "Dante..."
