Monica prepared herself and waited until evening before she made her move. Rose has briefed her about the security, she only had to hear what they were saying and relay it back to them at the mansion. She wore black clothes; a black jacket, a cap and black trousers to go. She waited in the car for the go sign, because she was working with Rose. Her eyes went to the balcony, the lights were on which meant Chris was awake. It wasn't that late in the evening, with thirty minutes to eight. The line buzzed and she looked away. "Base here, are you ready to boogie?" Rose's voice came in. "Boogie? Well I'm ready to move," she answered. "Can't you play along? I'm trying to ease my nerves," Rose laughed. "Alright, I'm ready to boogie boogie," Monica replied. "You didn't have to add woogie at the end.""You didn't need to say boogie too.""Alright. Remember, it's just recon. I need you to gather information about what they are doing. Their plans, what's going on between them and you come
"How the hell did they know where we were?" Monica asked as we moved away from the fence. "I don't think we should be worrying about that now," Chris said. He kept on reaching for his pocket, as if he had carried a weapon. "What are you—""Shhh—" Chris laid a finger on her lips and pointed down the streets. Two armed men were slowly coming in their direction. It was only thanks to the long shadows that they had stayed hidden. "Let's go the other way." Chris pulled Monica by the arm and went the opposite direction. The plan was to turn to the other side of the building and make a quick escape. "How many things are you hiding from us? How did you know all this?" Monica whispered. "I'm a quick learner," Chris replied. He grinned at her for a second, and failed to see the man sneaking up behind him at the corner of the bush. "Look out!" Monica brought out her gun and the silencer clicked twice when she pressed the trigger twice. The man fell to the ground, but his finger laid on th
Chris raised his brows up. "Okay," he answered. He dropped his heavy equipment to the floor and flexed his shoulder. Monica tried to step in between them. "Hey, you don't have to do this now. It's crazy," she said. She knew Chris was strong, but he didn't stand a chance against Rose. Rose was a trained bodyguard. She had been trained to kill with her hands and weapons since she was fourteen, registered her first kill six months later but she was lucky enough that Michael had discovered her when she was eighteen years old. He saved her from straying down a dark path and made her his personal bodyguard since then. Chris on the other hand was mysterious, but he didn't have the experience to stand on par with Rose. It wasn't like she could do anything to stop them. They had already decided. Members of the security team had gathered around them to see the fight at the fountain. Rose held her stance and raised her hands up, and started coming towards Chris. Chris circled her, an evasio
They all stood before Michael in his study. Yvonne has already gone home because it was quite late. "So what do you have for me? Let's start with Monica, how did it go? I heard you went to spy on Arthur? Tell me how it went," Michael asked. Monica took a deep breath and narrated everything that had happened, and how Arthur was dealing with the Italian Mafia right under their nose. Chris and Monica listened attentively, not that they hadn't heard it before either. "He plans to take you and Thomas Bolton out for the Mafia to pay his debt," Monica concluded. "I see," Michael said. He laid his hand on his chin and turned towards Rose. "Arthur is quite desperate. It seems like he won't be able to pay the amount he is owing them and he is under pressure from my brother. Have you found anything from the elevator accident?" Rose answered. "No sir. Only that the new equipment was swapped for the old one. We couldn't catch the perpetrators, but there were traces left behind. Several regist
Lisa hid under the bed with her hands covering her mouth just like the way Michael had instructed. She knew the life of a gangster was bad, but she has never expected it to be like this."Please God protect us, please God protect us!" She prayed silently. Michael circled around the back. The mob members were at the front and some had made their entry. He just had to pick them off one by one. He came to the front of the building and shot the only man standing outside in the head and he slumped to the floor. The driver in the car tried to pull his gun out but Michael fired at him with pinpoint accuracy from that distance and managed to strike his neck and chest. He shot the engine radiator next and ran back to where he was coming from. His plan was to lure them away from Lisa inside, and bring the danger to him instead and he had succeeded in that. They came filing out like insects at the clinic's entrance and he shot them one by one. The others ran to cover but Michael wasn't leavi
"Apparently, he used his new power to form a group, and it became successful. That group is called the black spider today, and they are involved in a lot of things. Import, export, Legal and Illegal casinos, hotels and drug trafficking, shares in numerous companies. He definitely made an empire for himself." Michael nodded. Chris folded his arms and looked at the floor. He didn't expect his family problems to be that bad. Monica pressed his arm warmly and smiled at him. "As for me, I used the money to invest in a lot of deals. This city was small then, but then there were a lot of businesses flocking in, just about the time Chris was born," he sighed. "My investments proved successful, and I helped start the empire I own now.""Where's my mother's grave?" Chris asked. Michael looked at Chris longingly. He decided that his son has a good reason to see his family's grave. "It's in her hometown, up north. I will take you to see it someday.""I would love to see it soon," Chris affirm
Chris, Monica, and Rose left the study, their minds racing with questions. What other secrets was Michael hiding? And what was Victor's role in all of this mean? They walked out of the mansion, the silence between them thick with tension.As they walked to a nearby café, Chris turned to Monica. "We need to talk." Monica nodded, her eyes locked on his. "I know. Let's go somewhere private." They sat down at a table, their minds racing with questions."We need to investigate Victor," Chris said, his voice low. "Find out what he's doing, and why my father has him watching our enemies."Monica nodded, her eyes locked on his. "I agree. But we need to be careful. We don't know what we're up against." "And that also seems very unlikely. If he is a ghost, you won't find him unless he wants you to find him," Rose said. Chris nodded, his jaw clenched. "I know. But we can't just sit back and do nothing. We need to take control of our own destiny."Monica pulled out her phone and started typing
Thomas Bolton sat in his dimly lit study, his eyes fixed on the monitor in front of him. He was watching Arthur, Chris, Monica, Rose, and Mabel as they brainstormed their plan to take down the Scuro Lancia Mafia. The camera was hidden in a vase, and it provided a clear view of the living room. Thomas chuckled at the screen. "Arthur you lying bastard."Thomas had instructed his men to install the camera in Arthur's home a few days ago, anticipating that Arthur would try to gather allies to take down the mafia, or try to do something against him. A sly smile spread across his face as he listened to their conversation. They thought they were so clever, but they had no idea what they were up against. Thomas had been playing a long game, manipulating events from behind the scenes. He had orchestrated the loan, the scam, and even the ultimatum. And now, he was watching as Arthur and his new allies tried to take down the Scuro Lancia Mafia. The scuro lancia, were just pawns playing in hi