Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 477

Chapter 477: Damage Has Been Fixed

Don Massimo was waiting at the private airfield for Luca. He stood beside an already waiting ambulance, dressed in a dark overcoat despite the early morning chill.

The ambulance was well-equipped, discreet, and staffed by people who did not ask questions unless the answer would save a life. Its lights were off.

The jet taxied to a stop. Luca stepped out first. His shirt was wrinkled, his hair disordered, and there was a dark, dangerous exhaustion around his eyes that made even Massimo’s men stand straighter.

Behind him, the medical team moved. Marco was brought out, surrounded by doctors and equipment, his large body strapped securely as monitors were carried alongside him.

Don Massimo approached, eyes briefly moving from Marco to Luca. Marco and the medical team were moved from the jet into the ambulance.

Massimo watched his son carefully as Luca approached. He knew that look, that gait, that gaze. The way Luca’s shoulders had gone still, the way his jaw locked, the way the blue of his eyes had gone icy enough to freeze hell over. His son was going on a murdering spree. Massimo had worn that look once. Many times, in fact. He knew its weight. Knew the discipline it took to walk like a man when every thought in your head had teeth.

"Father..." Luca said. He reached for Massimo’s hand, bent his head, and kissed the ring.

"Didn’t think you’d pull it off," Massimo said.

Luca straightened, a smile touching his mouth. "When will you learn not to underestimate me?"

Massimo’s brows lifted. "Starting now." He looked past him toward the ambulance, where Marco was being loaded in.

"How is he?" he asked.

"He’ll be fine."

Massimo glanced at Luca.

"Just a hammer to the side of his skull. Damage has been fixed."

The medical team climbed into the ambulance. One of the doctors looked toward Luca who gave the signal for them to leave.

"So..." Massimo said. "If he is betraying you, why are you still saving him?"

"Because he is not," Luca said.

"Luca..."

"Father, Marco would never," Luca argued.

Massimo knew that kind of loyalty. He also knew how often it made fools of powerful men. "You said the same thing with the deal with Bastardi...and then I later find out, he did betray you."

"He didn’t. He was carrying out my orders."

"So," Massimo said, "he’s being set up then?"

"Yes."

"By whom?"

"If I knew, they’d already be dead. I need you to look after him," Luca said. "I have to head back to New York, protect our family."

"I called your mother," Massimo said. "She’s on her way."

Luca closed his eyes. "Shit."

Massimo’s mouth twitched.

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