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
Victor sat in the plane, his eyes fixed on the clouds below as he flew towards the city. He has made some quick inquiries and gotten the last plane ticket to the Kingston. He had a mission to complete, and he couldn't afford to waste anymore time. As the plane landed, Victor quickly made his way through the airport, his eyes scanning the crowds for any signs of trouble.He didn't expect anyone to recognize him, because the last time he was here was more than ten years ago. Once he was clear of the airport, Victor hailed a taxi and headed towards the city center. He knew the Scuro Lancia Mafia was based in the city, and he needed to gather as much information as possible before making his move.As the taxi drove through the city streets, Victor took in the sights and sounds of the bustling metropolis. He had been here before, but this time he was on a mission. The taxi dropped him off in front of a small café, and Victor got out, his eyes scanning the area. He knew the Scuro Lancia
The morning of the following day, Victor understood that something was wrong. He stared out the window, and saw two parked vans below the hotel. Five men, obviously Mafia members stood there, looking up at the building. He had no doubts that they were Mafia members. Victor's mind raced as he quickly realized that they must have discovered his location. He was compromised. He had to act fast, or risk being caught and killed.The bartender had that Cafe must have blown the whistle. This meant that the Scuro Lancia was more involved in this town than he realized. Without hesitation, Victor grabbed his bag and quickly made his way out of the hotel room. He knew he had to ditch the hotel and start his mission from somewhere else. He brought his cap out of the bag and put on his sunglasses. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror and nodded. As he made his way down the stairs, Victor could feel the eyes of the Mafia members on him. He knew he had to move quickly, before they realized
Sarah's phone buzzed on her desk, breaking the silence of her penthouse. She was working out in the gym and heard the notification. She wiped her sweat off with a towel and walked to the screen. She looked down at the screen, her heart racing as she saw the notification. "Don Martini has been killed by an unknown source," the message read.Sarah's eyes widened as she stared at the screen. She had been tracking Don Martini's movements for weeks. She had been trying to understand the way he ooperatedso she could tell Chris and the others. She quickly stood up from her chair, her mind racing with questions. Who could have done it? Was it a rival mafia family? Or was it something more sinister? There might be several enemies that wanted to kill him, but the timing was wrong. It just had to be when they watching him. Sarah knew she had to act fast. She couldn't let Don Martini's death go uninvestigated. She quickly grabbed her phone and dialed a Rose, her eyes fixed on the screen as sh