Chapter 7 - The Bloody Veil
The stained glass windows of the grand foyer shattered violently inward.
Leonardo tackled Abigail to the marble floor just as heavy automatic gunfire ripped through the room.
The corrupt judge was killed instantly by the devastating hail of bullets.
Leonardo dragged Abigail behind a massive stone pillar while his men returned fire.
Julian ran down the stairs with a shotgun, trying to protect his younger siblings.
Abigail screamed for Julian to get the children into the underground panic room.
A heavily armed mercenary breached the front doors and aimed a rifle directly at Julian's back.
Abigail did not hesitate for a single fraction of a second.
She threw her heavy customized chef's knife with terrifying, lethal precision.
The blade buried itself deeply into the mercenary's throat, dropping him instantly.
Leonardo stared at his future wife in absolute shock as she retrieved a fallen assault rifle.
She checked the chamber and provided flawless covering fire so the children could escape.
She was fighting with the cold, calculated efficiency of a highly trained syndicate killer.
Together, Leonardo and Abigail fought their way through the burning hallway.
They pushed the remaining attackers out into the freezing snow and secured the heavy steel blast doors.
The estate was completely silent again, smelling strongly of gunpowder and burning wood.
Leonardo grabbed Abigail by the shoulders, his chest heaving with heavy breaths.
He demanded to know where a simple pastry chef learned how to clear a room like a professional hitman.
Abigail wiped a streak of blood from her cheek and looked him dead in the eye.
She told him that when you grow up as Vincente Morretti's daughter, baking is just a hobby.
She confessed that her father had forced her to train with his elite assassins since she was ten years old.
Leonardo pulled her forcefully against his chest and kissed her with a fierce, burning passion.
He pulled away and told her they needed to finish the wedding vows right now.
He slid the massive diamond ring onto her trembling finger without waiting for a priest.
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Then, one of Leonardo's security guards ran into the room with a terrified expression.
He told Leonardo that the attackers were not from the Chicago syndicate at all.
