Chapter 139 The wrath of Mr. Vito

Understanding dawned in his eyes as he saw the approaching threat. Without another word, they took off running, weaving through the narrow streets of Cefalù. Mariama led the way, her heart pounding as she guided them through a maze of alleys and back streets. Behind them, she could hear the shouts of Enzo's men giving chase. Finally, after what felt like hours but was probably only minutes, they ducked into a small, hidden courtyard. Pressed against the wall, they held their breath, listening as their pursuers ran past. When the sound of footsteps faded, Mariama turned to Antonio. "Are you alright?" He nodded, wincing slightly as he touched his split lip. "I'm fine. But Mariama, what's going on? Why was Enzo after you like that?" Mariama's mind raced. She couldn't tell him the whole truth, but she owed him something after what he'd done for her. "It's... complicated," she said finally. "Enzo's not happy that I left the bar. But Antonio, you shouldn't have gotten involved. It's da