130: Blood and Chaos

L O R E N Z O

1:15 am.

I sat in the van with a loaded gun in my pocket. My nerves were high, and I couldn't think straight. My palms were sweating, and my leg was bouncing.

"You good, bro?" Santino asked, glancing over at me.

"Yeah."

"Good."

He didn't press the matter any further, and neither did I. Why was I suddenly having cold feet about all this? Why did I feel like something was about to terrible wrong? Why was I afraid?

Was this the right thing to do? Was this the right thing for Avelina? For my kids?

Fuck.

The car stopped and Massimo spoke. "We are here."

"Finally." Santino and Nicholas said simultaneously.

We were parked three minutes away from the warehouse. I could see the light coming from the window. It seemed like they were still there.

I got out the van, and stood beside the other men. They were all ready, and waiting. Waiting for my command.

"What are we going to do?" Nicholas asked.

"We are going to shoot. We will walk in and kill everyone that stands in our way. And