AVENGING THE MAFIA'S KING DEATH

THE VIRTUE OF EVERY WOMAN

Madam Achia's jailbreak was reported the following morning, and as expected, El Ramon is as furious as a burning volcano.

"Are you the guards at the cell overnight?"

"Yes, your highness."

"Can you now tell me how it all happened?"

"The guards at that post were shot, and they had escaped before we arrived at the scene."

"Why don't you pursue them with a speedboat?"

"No fuel inside them."

"Really?" El Ramon glared at the men in his front, signalled at one of them, and screamed out, "go and call me the general in charge now."

"Yes, your highness."

"And why is he alone in that post?"

"His partner called that he was sick and won't be available."

"And there is no replacement for him?"

The men were silent, looked at each other's faces, and sighed.

"You all contributed to your comrade's death when you left him alone in that dangerous post. Now you have his blood on your head. Your conscience should judge you for this wickedness."

"We are sorry."

"Tell that to the dead man. Pleas