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.

Marco walked to the trunk and popped it before leaning over and opening

two objects as they were tossed and cocked an eyebrow. "Throwing those doesn't seem that

said I was smart, Boss?" Marco grinned. "Besides if we're meant to kick it, well

Hope." He opened his jacket and slipped the bombs inside the inner pockets. They bulged a little, but it was

which clued

were walking into

down and Marco obeyed. He slid the door open bit by bit until they could

Varys smirked.

as the two pulled out their own little surprises. Varys threw himself down to the ground as the bullets started to fly. At the same time he lugged the bombs into the big portion of the

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

shook his head.

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

himself again and grabbed Varys' elbow, propelling him towards the exit. "Let's

the time doing it, but we're supposed to be looking for her uncle, and her best friend. I think she'd be a bit pissed if I killed

soft," Marco shook his head. "If your

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 an eye on those piss ants if they wanna betray me like

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