Bruno’s point of view
The Blood Mafia’s territory did not look like a criminal empire, it looked like a kingdom. Massive stone walls surrounded the fortress, the gates alone were tall enough and made from black iron etched with ancient symbols that looked older than the country itself. Wolves and ravens were carved into pillars. The guards standing outside were giants of men, scarred, tattooed and armed with weapons that looked less ceremonial and more like tools meant to break bones.
Tiano told them the password the Blood King gave us, the gate opened, and I felt it immediately. This place was different, inside the gates, the world changed. We parked the car behind the other cars as we were directed. Then two huge men led us inside, marble floors stretched through long halls, gold cha
