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?"

over again.

popped it before leaning over and opening a secret compartment. "Thought they might be useful in case we ran into something

were tossed and cocked an eyebrow. "Throwing those doesn't seem

if we're meant to kick it,

fucking way I'm cashing in until I've had many years with Hope." He opened his jacket and slipped the bombs inside the inner pockets. They bulged a little, but

back door wasn't locked, which clued Varys in on an important

walking into

down and Marco obeyed. He slid the door open bit by bit until they could peek inside. There were people gathered at the tables, and as Varys entered the room, they turned as

Varys smirked.

right at his side as the two pulled out their own little surprises. Varys threw himself down to the ground as the bullets started to

what he'd thrown in with

as he shook his head. "Wasn't that

willing to betray me, that only means there's more that hasn't

and grabbed Varys' elbow, propelling him towards the exit. "Let's go this way and get

the 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

Marco shook his head. "If your

all up for Hope, Marco. But fortunately for you, I plan to make her my Queen. I think we can make her

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