Chapter 111. Come Out, Al Zein

Darlene’s POV

“Hey, are you ready?” I once asked Christine who was standing beside me reloading her gun.

“Have you forgot that I’m a fucking leader of one of the best big mafia in the whole world?” She asked confidently while she’s smirking. I just shook my head in amusement because of her crazy personality.

We have recently arrived at the warehouse in Berlin Cartel, which is small, by the way. We flew this early morning using a chopper. I actually wanted to do this alone since she’s pregnant but insisted on helping me do this after we arrived.

She told me that she had enough seeing her son suffering from Ivankov the way she and her husband suffered many years ago when they were just a teen.

History repeats itself.

“Are you really sure that he was here?” suddenly Christine asked while looking around.

“Yup, I’m 99% sure that he was hiding here,” I said and sheepishly smiled at her.

She raised her brow.

“And where’s the 1%?”