Maria Montero.

That's where it's all started. When Romano didn't kill her with her husband sixteen years ago.

And now she's out for blood. An eye for an eye, and an ear for an ear, while she's out to get the whole body as a token to calm her raging broken soul.

Her kid is all grown up, and after all these years of teaching him nothing but hatred and revenge for the Montero family, he is amped up ready for war.

And when she finally gets what she wants, things get twisted, mistakes are made and people gradually die. 

And Kalani now has to put on some big girl pants because somebody she once helped escape death is now out to get her family and this time, she's not giving out any second chances because what she loves most is being threaten.

Mr and Mrs Montero

My head was pounding. I rubbed it a bit, but I didn't help. I could still hear the guns blazing, and they sounded nearer than ever. I tried opening my eyes, but I couldn't see anything but blur out pictures. I could hear voice, but they were not auditable. I shook my head again, this time, coming back to life. I touched my stomach and somehow, I knew that my baby was okay. 


Our car was upside down, and when I looked around, everyone was out. Everyone, except Felix. I did a body count check, and somehow Placido was next to me. I could see Charlie by the door, Enzo next to him, and Rumi on top of him. They all looked like they had minor injuries. Enzo had stretched on his arms and forehead. Charlie's pants had some blood, and Placido looked fine. But he had blood on his nose. I couldn't see Rumi properly, but I hoped to the heavens she was ok. 


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