The Winter Man
#59
Winter is already at Maxime's mansion. He sat down with his mother, Milan. They were in a room where people would not be able to hear their conversation.
They're just worried Javier and Sky know the debate between Winter and Summer.
Maxime stood up agitatedly as he continued to try to call Summer. An hour ago he had called his second son to come to the mansion, but until now he had not come either.
"It looks like he knows that you called him to discuss his and Winter's problems, dear" Milan said.
Maxime clucked and sat in front of Winter and Milan.
"I tried to call the others ..."
Maxime called one of his men.
"Find Summer now and take her to my mansion .. If she fights, just shoot her leg!"
"Ready Mr."
The call ended. Milan exhaled with a head shake looking at her husband. Maxime's mafia blood can not be lost even to overcome his own son must use the way to shoot.
"Can't don't hurt your own son .." said Milan.
"His bullet won't get his leg amputated baby, just calm down. Just a little limp."
Milan clucked with Maxime's answer.
*
"Quickly a little!" Tell Summer to Julian who is driving.
They were about to escape to the airport to go to Italy. Summer already knew, her father told her to come to the mansion for sure to discuss her and Winter.
It's a lie that Summer isn't afraid of her father. Maxime's anger always scares anyone, let alone the Yakuza and Antraxs leaders.
"Please boss, it's high speed!"
The phone kept ringing from earlier Maxime kept calling her but Summer kept ignoring the call.
"I told you boss, don't do anything crazy. You're holding your own brother, dead now we're bosses!!"
Summer is the head of Julian. "You talk a lot!! come fast!!"
Julian sighed, stepping on the gas pedal firmly. Really, he's afraid of dying now. If he does not die by accident, he is afraid to die because of Maxime's law.
CITTT
Julian braked strongly as several motorcycles blocked his car from the front.
"Boss ..." Julian looked towards Summer.
"Bw*al!" furious Summer. He knew they were his Daddy's men.
One of them knocked on the car window. Since Summer and Julian did not open it, they banged strongly.
"Mr Summer ... Mr. Maxime told us to arrest you ..."
"How about we just hit it?" said Summer.
"Boss don't g*la. Big motor in front of a lot, hit by how. There's a car we can't drive!!"
Summer scratched her head in frustration. Moreover, his phone keeps ringing, Maxime keeps calling him. Outside his father's men also continued pounding on the windows.
"Just give up Boss, they have guns, we don't! you're not a mobster like your father, it's hard for us to fight him like this" Julian grumbled.
"Couldn't you fuck*n!!" Summer returns to Julian's head.
*
Summer and Julian completely gave up. Instead of their feet being targeted by the gun they chose to surrender.
Their car was carried by two guards while they sat in the back seat.
Summer flashed a stern look at one of the driving men.
"Take me to the airport ..."
"Sorry sir, we're just following Mr. Maxime's orders."
Julian whispers. "Boss, just try you're the successor to the mafia. They must be following you."
Summer shakes Julian's head away from his face.
"Whisper this! just try ... Just try it!!"
Summer's gaze descended upon the gun protruding in the pocket of one of the men sitting beside the steering wheel.
Summer's foot stepped on Julian's. Julian also looked. Summer gestured with her eyes pointing at the gun in her father's pocket.
Julian shook his head asking his boss not to do any strange life-threatening things.
But Summer glares at Julian for Julian to comply and picks up the gun.
Julian moved his lips without making a sound. "Danger Mr ..."
Summer stomped harder on Julian's feet making Julian hiss and lure the two men in front looking back.
Then they went back into silence as Summer and Julian turned their eyes out the window as if nothing had happened.
Once in the atmosphere is quite safe. Slowly Julian reached out his hand carefully to retrieve the gun.
Julian's hand trembled as he felt this was not a good idea.
When his hand was close to grab the gun, Maxime's men immediately took his gun and pointed it back, making Julian widen his eyes.
Summer snorted violently because Julian failed to get the gun.
"I-I'm sorry ..." Julian raised both his hands.
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