Revenge Of Domenico Santoro

Chapter 72. She Is Suspicious

Marco stared at Damian, who stood there staring at him, pointing a gun.

What the hell just happened? He didn't shoot. The gun was in his hand, but he felt a sharp pain in his back.

"You're such a loser, Marco," Damian said as Marco winced in pain and slumped on the floor. The trucking bastard. He was faster. He should have known Damian would never have a plan B, a plan that is normally better executed than the first.

"We were not the only ones here," Marco chuckled bitterly as blood spread across his clothes and he slumped on the floor.

Damian walked towards him and crouched beside him. "Rest in peace, Marco. You didn't deserve this. Truly. But you brought it upon yourself," he muttered and closed his eyelids with a heavy heart.

This was hard for him. He had plans to let him go. Killing Marco wasn't part of the plan. Nor his child.

"Take care of this," Damian said and walked away without a backward glance. As he left the warehouse, he met Roberto standing at the exit, looking extremel