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. "What

the car." Marco walked to the trunk and popped it before leaning over and opening a secret compartment. "Thought they might be useful in

tossed and cocked an

smart, Boss?" Marco grinned. "Besides if

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 it was doubtful the traitors would know why. He just

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

were walking

man 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

Varys smirked.

little surprises. Varys threw himself down to the ground as the bullets started to fly. At the same time he lugged the

the assholes noticed just what he'd thrown in with them and they screamed for

winced as he shook his

If there's this many people willing to betray me, that only means there's more

towards the exit. "Let's

suggested with a frown. "I don't want to waste the time doing it, but we're supposed to be looking

getting soft," Marco shook his head. "If

make her my Queen. I think we can make her perfect at the role, and someone has to keep an eye on those piss ants if they wanna betray

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