In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Emanuele Gets Shot

After meeting with Evelyn and returning home, Isabella messaged Emanuele, sharing the details of her meeting today. However, she waited for a long time, but Emanuele didn't reply.

He had indeed been extremely busy recently, so busy that Isabella couldn't reach him. But she asked Tony, and the answer was the same: Emanuele was caught up with something important. Isabella didn't dwell on it anymore.

Perhaps Emanuele was dealing with an urgent matter, and her constant messages might disrupt his work.

At that moment, Emanuele was indeed involved in a critical mission. He wore an armored vest and crouched behind Frederick's house. James led a group on the left side of the house, preparing to attack, while Phillip's team was in charge of setting up explosives around the building.

Emanuele checked all his guns, ensuring they had been fully loaded. He watched James' convoy slowly driving towards the house where Frederick was located, while Phillip's team was planting explosives around the premises. When Emanuele gave the command through his radio, they would detonate the bombs.

"Get ready..." Emanuele said into the radio, slowly counting down with his subordinates.

Moments later, with a loud bang, the door and one side of Frederick's house were blown open. His guards scattered like rats, fleeing in every direction. Emanuele grabbed a machine gun and mercilessly opened fire on them.

These men fell to the ground, blood seeping out of their wounds. Emanuele felt a tremendous sense of satisfaction in this living hell.

Frederick, you never expected I'd bring hell right to your doorstep, did you? You killed my brother-in-law, my men. I will make you pay today.

"If you find Frederick, don't kill him. He must be dealt with by me," Emanuele instructed Phillip and James.

Then he pulled the pin from a hand grenade and threw it at the group of guards who had been shooting at them.

Just as he did that, a shot rang out, and Emanuele felt a searing pain in his arm. The intense agony coursed through his arm, making it difficult for him to hold his gun steady. But Emanuele took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.

He shot at the person who had hit him multiple times before dropping his machine gun and quickly switching to a pistol to continue the attack. Hate consumed his body; he knew he couldn't back down. He was here for vengeance, to exterminate these wretched vermin and protect his family.

Soon, Emanuele, James, and Phillip had cleared out the guards inside the house. But Frederick was nowhere to be found.

Emanuele searched Frederick's room and found it empty. James also searched all around but found no trace of Frederick.

Looking at the huddled servants who were crying and begging for mercy, they didn't seem like mafia members at all; they were just ordinary people.

Upon seeing Emanuele approach, they fell to their knees, repeatedly kowtowing.

"Spare us, please! We don't know anything."

"Where's Frederick?" Emanuele asked.

"We... we don't know, maybe he's already escaped."

Escaped? Emanuele's face turned dark and intimidating. He had surrounded the place thoroughly, front and back, left and right. How could Frederick have escaped?

At that moment, James called out, "Boss, there's a hidden tunnel in Frederick's room!"

Emanuele immediately walked over and saw James lift the bed board, revealing an underground tunnel. Emanuele's face turned even darker, realizing that Frederick must have fled when he sensed something was wrong.

Damn it!

Emanuele's fist smashed fiercely into the nearby wall. His arm still had a gunshot wound, and the force caused it to start bleeding, appearing particularly frightening.