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

I've been saving, they're in the car." Marco walked to the trunk and popped it before

and cocked an eyebrow. "Throwing those doesn't

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

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

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

were walking into a

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 if

Varys smirked.

as the bullets started to fly. At the

the assholes noticed just what he'd thrown in with them and they screamed for a total of two seconds before

his ears and winced as he shook his head.

make them suffer longer. Come on, let's get back. If there's this many people willing to betray me, that only means there's more that hasn't

him towards the exit. "Let's go this way and get back to our car.

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

getting soft," Marco shook his head. "If your

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

combed through the parking lot until all the trunks