Carmine's POV
"Oh my God!" Matias sits forward when we come to the intersection where a car accident occurred. It's the G-Wagon.
Police, firefighters, and paramedics surround the Mercedes. I slam on the brakes, throw the SUV in park, and fly out of the vehicle.
Victor is on a gurney, an oxygen mask over his mouth and blood smearing his face.
"Sir, I'm sorry. You can't..."
"He's fine. That's Carmine Milazzo, and this is one of his men," Officer Gabriel DiMartino tells the paramedic. "Carmine, I wish I could say it's good to see you, but circumstances say otherwise."
"Can I talk to him? What happened?"
"We don't know. Traffic cameras are out. Traffic was rerouted. It looks like a hit-and-run, but I feel like this wasn't an accident. Not when it comes to you. And no, you can't talk to him. He's alive but unconscious. You can talk to him at the hospital."
"Was there a woman? Was she hurt? She's my wife. She was with Victor."
