The crisp night air enveloped the city as its inhabitants rested, unaware of the impending chaos that would soon shatter the tranquility.A phone call blared through police and military headquarters, piercing the silence like a siren wail.“Code 111, heavy alert. All units informed.”Within seconds, the once quiet command centers transformed into hives of activity.“Attention, Private First Class Leo, fall in line with your platoon,” a voice echoed from the speaker, and Leo, who had just finished having his coffee, rushed out of the office."Align,” he said, holding his military telephone, and he passed the order.In one minute, they all stood in the hall with other team members. When the lieutenant walked in, he was in his fifties and looked tense. "Where is Sergeant Enzo?” he asked after scanning through the hall. He wanted Enzo to handle the situation because he was reliable.Enzo’s best friend, Leo, raised a hand before saying, “Sergeant Enzo was giving the night off, sir.” He ye

After an hour, the van suddenly stopped as loud gunshots echoed. Leo and his men were alerted; they retracted their weapons and were surprised to see more than five bikes driving toward them. The bikemen were dressed in black with helmets. There were two people per bike.“His people are here, no matter what. Don’t let him escape,” Leo said to his team as they fired at the bikers who kept driving in zigzag to avoid the bullets.They took out their guns and fired at Leo and his team. Leo quickly hid behind a huge pillar as he refilled his gun, shot at the bikes, and succeeded in hitting one of the men.He fell off the bike and positioned his gun to shoot one more time when a voice echoed, “Think before shooting.”Leo gasped when he saw the red dots on him. There was a sniper man somewhere. He knew better than to shoot. So he gave up, and so did his men. The bike men walked to the boot and shot the lock before pulling it open.“Enzo Marino,” one of them called out, and Enzo glared at the

Enzo wore the helmet to avoid anyone noticing him; he had to drive to a safe place, and the only place he knew was his home, the orphanage.They will always protect him there. He drove to the orphanage and knocked on the gates.The security man noticed that it was Enzo; he immediately opened the gates for him to drive in and also informed the nuns that Enzo was there.They all hurried downstairs as Sister Jackie hugged him tightly while in tears. They had all seen the news, but they knew Enzo was innocent, so they had been praying since morning. "Enzo, my dear," Sister Jackie called while crying, and Enzo hugged her tightly as he glared at his siblings from the orphanage and other nuns. He had grown up in a Catholic orphanage, where he was taught all about our fathers and Mary, so how would he dare be a serial killer?“I am fine; everything will be fine,” he assured them.“Let’s go in first; he must be tired." Sister Nadia said, and they all agreed. So they walked in with Enzo while

"Okay guys, explode their brains," Antonio ordered his men as he retracted his rifle from behind him and he decided to go inside the forest and find out who dared attack him in the dark.Enzo did the same; they were at a disadvantage if the enemy could see them, but they couldn't. He walked for a while and noticed that the shooting had stopped.Then he spotted a black car in the forest. He didn’t know them, but it was clear that they were the ones shooting now.He placed his gun ready to shoot the tires when Antonio approached him quickly and held his gun. “Let them go,” he said, and Enzo was shocked. These people almost killed them.“Seriously?” he asked, and Antonio nodded as they watched the people drive away.“They came to welcome me,” he said, and Enzo’s jaws dropped. Was this man a psycho, or was everyone in Italy a psycho?They returned and got into the car; the injured were helped to the car by the other men when they drove away.“Brother, was it Don Luca?” Damon asked curiou

Enzo walked downstairs when he saw the old man sitting by the window sipping a cup of coffee. He thought for a while and decided to approach him. The old man glared at him and smiled.“Are you enjoying your stay here?” he asked, and he shook his head in denial before glaring outside.“You say you are my grandfather?” He asked, and the man nodded.“Then tell me, what type of life is this? Why did you raise Antonio this way?” Enzo asked with a bitter tone, and the old man chuckled.“I think life made him who he is; he found me when he was filled with anger and rage. But he has a heart; he never wanted to add you to this revenge journey, and that's why he never came to you,” he explained.“But he did, and he came to me like a storm." Enzo chuckled painfully. He will make sure to clear his name and own his name as the sergeant.“Well, I have a gift for you,” the old man said, and Enzo glared at him, surprised.“Follow me,” he said, pushing his wheelchair toward the room at the edge of the