Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 89772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Violence had always been a part of my life, but this was the first time I was experiencing it quite like this.
“Cruz!”
“Sienna, stay the fuck down!”
Each blast resonated deep within my core. I was suffocating in the massacre.
In their blood.
Their deaths.
Their souls.
If blood was thicker than water, then why was I still drowning in the devastation of every life brutally being ripped out of this world…
I was paralyzed.
Frozen in fear.
Was I crying? Screaming?
No, angels don’t weep for Satan.
I shut my eyes, covered my head, and did the only thing that came naturally in the gruesome reality of my life.
“Our Father, who art in heaven,” I frantically prayed as a single tear escaped my eye, slowly falling down the side of my face, off my chin, and onto the dusty floor.
Bathing in mafia blood.
I swear I could taste it.
The pain.
The loss.
My future forever changed.
“Hallowed be thy name,” I cried, letting my tears flow loosely.
More bullets.
More glass breaking.
More. More. More.
Opening my petrified stare, I watched the violence unfold in front of me. Life after life dropped to the ground injured or dead. I felt it on every inch of my skin.
Their screams.
Their faces.
All the blood.
So much blood.
It mixed together, creating Hell on Earth. In this church, it comprised my own personal purgatory.
“You come for me!” Cruz interrupted me, his voice sounding further away from the pews he threw me in.
The church was massive, I knew he was trying to execute as many men as he could, but they weren’t backing down. I couldn’t believe this was happening when Cruz was alone. The remorse for taking Uncle Gino’s car hit me all at once. If I hadn’t stolen it, he’d be here helping Cruz with his men by his side.
If something happened to my husband, it’d be my fault.
“You know who I am! Show yourself and stop hiding! Come at me like a man in the Lord’s house!”
I shook my head, trying to tune out the darkness dragging my body into the abyss. “Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on Earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us.”
“Man up!” my husband roared like a lion, his tone shook the depths of my soul. “I’m standing right here! Right fucking here!”
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
“Man the fuck up and show yourself to me!”
Cruz was fighting for my life, while I hid fighting for the divine Holy Spirit to help guide us to the light.
My heart was beating so fast. I found it almost impossible to breathe. Escalating with every gunshot that fell from everyone’s hands. Cruz was a possessed man on a mission, and no one could stop him.
Especially me.
My mind raced, and my chest heaved with each passing movement.
Through desperate breaths, I continued on, “And lead us not into temptation.” Raising my teary eyes toward heaven, I held my hands together in prayer gesture while several shots echoed off the wooden panels. “But deliver us from evil...”
Darkness was summoned.
Out of nowhere, all the air from my lungs was gone within a blink of an eye. Vanished like a thief in the night. A man I didn’t recognize was suddenly standing above me.
“Amen,” he mocked, precisely aiming his gun directly over…
My heart.
—Cruz—
Launching bullets in the direction they were coming from outside, I unleashed several rounds. Desperately trying to take the motherfuckers out. An endless stream of ammo kept coming at us from all angles, making it was hard to keep up with their unexpected assault.
“You come for me!” I yelled as loud as I could, hauling ass further away from the pews I threw my wife into. “You know who I am! Show yourself and stop hiding! Come at me like a man in the Lord’s house!”
Ducking.
Dodging.
Dropping to the ground.
I knocked over anything in my sight to shield myself, shooting back when the coast was clear. Emptying clip after clip, reloading several rounds. Quickly, starting to run out of ammunition. Adrenaline tore through my body like a speeding bullet.
I pulled out my cell and hit call. “Gino! Where the fuck are you?” I pulled the trigger, taking out another motherfucker in the shadows to my right.
“Your wife took my car,” he paused, hearing the commotion. “What the fuck is going on?”
Rolling to my left, I got behind a column. “An ambush! Get here with all our men! Now!” I hung up, preoccupied with the men creeping in the darkness ready to fuck me over.
My heart pounded as I unleashed fury brought on by this unexpected outbreak. Knowing in my gut it had something to do with Adriana. I was getting closer to finding her.
This wasn’t an attack.
It was a warning.
“You got it all wrong! If you don’t back down you’re going to be the reason your sister dies! Do you hear me?! Her death will fall on you!”