Escaping The Mafia King

Chapter 47: 47- Traitors

"You're really going to leave your woman with that other man, Boss?" Marco glanced over at him and Varys snorted.

"I don't have a choice right now. If I sent him on this mission he wouldn't be able to tell what's normal behavior and what's not. They'll be fine in that room until I get back, only you and I have the keys to it."

"Not exactly," Marco replied as he turned completely away.

"Excuse me?" Varys demanded as he whirled on the other man. "You're going to have to explain yourself to me right now, Marco. I don't care how long I've known you, if you put Hope in danger, I'm gutting you like a pig."

Marco didn't even wince at the threat. "One of your other men has a key. I forgot his name, but he's the one that interrupted you the other night. The one you let live."

"The one with the hole in his hand?" Varys demanded. Would something like that really cause his men to turn on him? He'd done worse, far worse.

"Yeah."

"And how did he get the key to that room, Marco? It only had two copies, mine and yours."

Marco expelled a long breath. "Boss, I need to hear you promise you won't kill the person who's responsible for this mess."

"I'm not promising anything, Marco. Out with it. You're not in a place to strike a deal with me for your safety or the safety of your friend."

"No, it's not for a friend of mine, just, someone I worry about. Just please, Boss."

skinning you to use for my new punching bag, and then stuffing you with the other

didn't do it on purpose. I think she was trying to

please don't let it be

"Who?" he pressed.

kept falling out of his, so she offered to help him duplicate it. She

Varys stifled a laugh. "Marco, are you trying to tell me that you're worried I'm

for less offenses,

to hurt her. But that bastard that took advantage of her like that? He's

help?" Marco

"Every step of the way. First, where is that bastard?

that room in the first place, there were only the two sets of keys.

"Yeah, be careful, Marco. If your memory ever causes a

family. I'm not going anywhere. If you ever need to get rid of me just change my position, I'll think of it

a hand. "We're close to the

he still did as Varys ordered

in here?" The chef raised an eyebrow at them. "Because it looks like you're rifling through

man," Varys nodded. "Have you seen him lately?" He knocked on

since yesterday. Something about picking some woman up. He sounded pissed about it, but

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