Chapter 48

A resounding sound echoed in my ears, reverberating against my ear drums. It has been two days of training with Gio and for all I care, I wasn't learning anything.

I cracked the gun given to me and pulled the trigger when Gio tapped my shoulder from behind. He held onto my shoulder and I could feel the weight of his body on mine.

"That is not how to hold a gun. How many times do I have to teach you this?" he asked.

His voice was too calm. Made me think I was not being taught at all. Moreover, this child is 16 and I felt so insulted being his student.

I wanted that commanding voice that would give me that rush of adrenaline down my body. I wanted Luciano's voice.

"Is this what I will keep learning? Learning how to hold a gun? Come on, Gio, teach me the main stuff," I protested, staring blankly at the gun in my hands.

There was this bored look on Gio's face and I could bet that he was already sick of me.

"You are not ready," he answered.

That