Mafia Kings: Adriano: Chapter 91

Back in the restaurant, Mezzasalma’s gunshots had broken a couple of my ribs.

It was painful just to breathe –

But adrenaline and my terror for Bianca helped me ignore it.

I couldn’t ignore it anymore when we slammed into the Rolls and I got tossed around like a ragdoll.

It felt like knives were stabbing into my lungs.

I grunted and slipped back inside the car.

“You alright?” Massimo yelled as he tapped on the brakes and our car backed off.

“Yeah,” I grunted. “Just stay on him.”