Escaping The Mafia King

"Hey, Boss?"

Varys didn't have to look over. "I know," he replied as he pushed harder on the thin pedal of the gas. "We've been tricked."

"I'll take responsibility. I never thought we'd have so many traitors in the family."

Varys shook his head. "It's my fault. I was over-confident." He frowned as they crossed a hill and a restaurant with very familiar cars surrounding it was revealed. "There we go. You've got your weapon on you, Marco?"

"Boss, really?" Marco chuckled. "You must be really distracted to ask me something like that."

Varys glanced away. He wasn't about to let himself blush around anyone. He cleared his throat. "It doesn't matter. Let's just take care of these fuckers and be done with it. I want to get back to Hope."

"Because you don't trust that dick?"

Varys glanced over and glared. "No, because I trust Hope, and I haven't been able to touch her for far too long already."

Marco chuckled again. "You really have fallen, Boss."

"Shut up, Marco," Varys replied. Five cars. Who knew how many people were in them, and there was no chance this was an innocent gathering. "We're going to have to be careful. Let's go in through the back."

"Hey, Boss?"

glanced over again.

to the trunk and popped it before leaning over and opening a secret

drabbed the two objects as they were tossed and cocked an eyebrow. "Throwing those

was smart, Boss?" Marco grinned. "Besides if we're meant to kick it, well we can't fight

had many years with Hope." He opened his jacket and slipped the bombs inside the inner

door wasn't locked, which clued Varys in

were walking into

bit by bit until they could peek inside. There were people gathered at the tables, and as Varys entered the room, they turned as if one and

Varys smirked.

ground as the bullets started to fly. At the same time he lugged the bombs into the big

in with them and they screamed for a total of two seconds before explosions

held his ears and winced as he shook his head. "Wasn't that a

they're lucky I didn't make them suffer longer. Come on, let's get back. If there's this many people willing to betray

shook himself again and grabbed Varys' elbow, propelling him towards the exit. "Let's go this way and get back to our car. People will notice this burning

cars," Varys suggested with a frown. "I don't want to waste the time doing it, but we're supposed to be looking for her uncle, and her best friend. I think she'd be

shook his head. "If your father

to fuck off," Varys replied with a grin. "I'd give it all up for Hope, Marco. But fortunately for you, I plan to make her my Queen. I think we can make her perfect at the role, and someone has to keep

two of them combed through the parking lot until all the trunks and cars themselves had