Chapter 104. Ten Minutes

The hard metal against Rico’s skull sent him to the floor. He instinctively found balance, and rolled immediately, pulling his gun up as chaos broke loose around him.

Shots went off down the hall, muffled by silencers.

“Boss!” Costa appeared at the doorway, already moving and firing bullets.

A man rushed to him and Costa met him head-on, gun flashing once before dropping it and driving his fist into the man’s jaw. The bone cracked and the man went down.

Rico pushed himself up, his head ringing, and rage burning through the pain. Another man charged him and Rico didn’t hesitate. He stepped in close, slammed his elbow into the man’s throat, then fired once. He moved again, faster now, anger guiding every strike.

“Clear the room,” Rico barked into the radio.

Marco’s men poured in from both sides, but Rico and Costa met them head-on.

Rico punched one guy hard enough to send him crashing to the floor. Costa didn’t waste any time either, he shoved