Page 33 of Undercover Agent

She started towards the house, but Greyson grabbed her arm.

“This is what mafia life is,” he said.“Constant betrayal and death. This is what the Rossi’s do. Today they’re getting it turned on them.”

Mia pulled her arm away. She bolted towards the house.

Behind her, Greyson got in his car and drove away.

She ran up the driveway.

The figures were near the house now.

She ran across the lawn, her feet pounding against the grass.

While the Monatto’s were heading around the side of the house, Mia ran right to the front door and slipped inside.

She could see them all outside the windows. Could see the light flashing off guns.

Mia run upstairs.

She burst through the door of the bedroom.

Lorenzo was sitting on the edge of the bed, awake.

“Lorenzo—“

“Where have you been?”

“You have to get the family —“

“Where have you been, Mia?”

“You don’t understand, the Monatto’s are outside. They’re double crossing you.”

“And what about the FBI? Are they coming in too?”

Mia stood, staring at him. He knew. She didn’t know how, but he knew.”

“I’m trying to save you and your family right now.”

Lorenzo stood. He towered over her.

She now saw the gun in his waistband.

There was a crash downstairs, the sound of broken glass.

“Please,” Mia said.“You have to do something.”

Lorenzo looked at her with cold eyes. He ran from the room.

Soon there was the sound of shouting, of confusion. More glass breaking.

Then, gunshots.

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Lorenzo crept into Alessandro’s bedroom, and shook him awake.

“We’re under attack,” Lorenzo hissed, as Alessandro sat bolt upright.“We need to arm up.”

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