31. Gunshots In Italy
Chapter Thirty One

“What on earth is going on, Damn it !” Elijah kept shouting sounding really confused

In the heart of a dark alley he was hiding , Elijah found himself caught between the crossfire of two warring mafia groups. Sweat trickled down his forehead as he desperately sought an escape route.

His heart pounded like a drum, threatening to reveal his presence to the lurking danger.

Elijah's hazel eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for any possible way to evade the hail of bullets that echoed through the night.

Shadows danced along the stone walls, casting an eerie glow under the flickering street lamps. With each shot that rang out, fear tightened its grip on his chest, but he refused to succumb to its paralyzing embrace.

In a desperate bid to find sanctuary, Elijah sprinted down the alley, his footsteps blending with the symphony of chaos.

He darted behind rusted metal barrels, the stench of rotten fish and damp earth filling his nostrils. The sounds of furious Italia
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