"Hello, okay. I’m here,” Yelena had no escape, she had to assume that she was really listening.“Why do you call us?”“Ah! I was thinking about Andrew and…”“And!”“And I want to know about him. How can I find him?”“We can’t give out Andrew’s location because we know if you find him, you won’t get what you want.”“How do you know that?”“Ms. Yelena, I knew your name before you picked up the phone, do you really think I don’t know what you’re up to?”Yelena was silent. That answer had been enough to shut her up.“Looks like your brain is lit up now. Well, I have a proposal for you…”...Viviani limped slowly, and Andrew got out of the car to chase him.(So that son of a bitch is still here. Well, I'm the one who left and not the other way around. I'll follow him to see what he was doing while I was working.)The cold of the streets was milder than the cold that Andrew had felt when he was kicked out of the Pizzeria and became homeless. The bins were always full of cigarette butts and
"Look where you going, Sir Andrew," A burly police officer was in front of him. Andrew had never seen him in his life, but his size and body shape reminded him of Viviani."Sorry, Officer. I got a little distracted.""Tell me with what?"Andrew was very confused but managed to remember why he was so breathless."The owner of a snack bar nearby threatened to attack me.""Wait, explain this well. Out of the blue, a snack bar owner tried to attack you?""No, I wanted to buy my dinner and he didn't accept the card, then I brought cash and he didn't have a change & when I offered him the money I had in exchange for what I wanted, he wanted to kill me.""Does he have an establishment in a public area and does he have a preference with customers?! Do you have the money with you, Sir Andrew?""Yes, not a note flew.""Okay, then let's go there right away."Andrew lowered his head as if he didn't want to leave where he was."What's the matter, Sir Andrew? Don't you want dinner?""No, it's not t
“Wow! Amazing, he has a lot of luxury furniture here, looks like a disorganized old man. But he's making money somehow, and I doubt it's legal. Now I realize why he never let me in here.”Andrew went to that place silently.“What must this place have? I'm sure I can find a lot.”“Pat, Pat, Pat!” Andrew approached a completely gilded marble table. “Oh! What is that white powder? I'm seeing a lot here that I would probably only see in movies.” Andrew had never seen that kind of drug live, there were neat little lines on the table and it was on stand-by.“What’s on that opened black box?”Andrew found money in cash, some money cakes that filled the black box completely.“Where does so much money come from? The Pizzeria isn't even working. Something's wrong, and I'm going to find out what it is."Andrew looked at everything and still hadn't found any concrete secrets.(I suspect this white powder is the secret to everything here. It would be impossible to come up with any other conclusio
Andrew looked through the wooden gaps below his feet and noticed that was, after all, a customer who was waiting to be served near the counter."I'm relieved it's just a customer. F*ck! I almost got caught, I can't stay here any longer I have to get out of here immediately."Andrew looked at all the things he had touched and after closing the drawer, he put the package he had taken with him."It must be cocaine I'll take a package with me, maybe one of my future subordinates in West Lincoln will know where it came from."(I came to live here and I didn't even know that Viviani sold this type of product, after all, that's how he makes the dough for his pizzas. That's why he has such loyal customers."Andrew silently was stairs down."What do you want?""I came here because it was the only place open at this hour. Give me three pizzas."Andrew took the money from the customer and left the store as quickly as he could."I'll be right back, I'm going to get the chef. He's out smoking. Wai
Finally, Andrew had made it to West Lincoln. The place was quieter than usual. Almost as if people had been forced to lock themselves indoors.“Vrooom,” Andrew's car passed silently. He was going to the meeting point to meet the 9 men that would accompany him.“Where are these people that need to accompany me?”He stopped to look around, looking for anyone who looked familiar.He turned off the car with his voice command. And went outside to get some air while he waited for someone.At that very moment, he barely had time to see the illuminated barrels of those Glocks pointing at him.“F*ck, I lost.”[“STOP THERE! DON’T MOVE!...DON'T MOVE”]A group of masked men wearing balaclavas. Silently approached Andrew, while they looked in all directions as if they were looking for someone or waiting for something.“But who are you? I can’t know you because of the masks.”“SHUT UP!”“I just list the first thing. You said to stop here, that's why I keep talking. It's the only thing I can do to t
Andrew remembered his school days. Where his colleagues always had some quality that distinguished them, he was the only one who did not identify with anything. Maybe in being the poorest.It was several days that Andrew dreamed of being able to be special in something. He wanted to be able to run fast. He wished he could be a good fighter, or he wished he could be the biggest flirt in school. But he didn't fit any of those qualities, not even being the funniest.“Hey, Andrew! Come here and finish off these f*cking vegetables I hate to eat!” shouted Jimmy in the school cafeteria.Andrew didn't worry too much about it, it was food after all. Food was the least he had at home. What bothered him the most about having to eat those vegetables was when his face was pushed into the plate.Jimmy did this in the company of many other colleagues. For it was fun watching Andrew eat the vegetables as if he was really enjoying them."Does anyone really like peppers? He must have been crying from e
"If I were you, would immediately drop your weapons!"“PRACK! PRACK! PRACK!" The guns all fell to the floor, and in the middle, was Andrew. His phone kept ringing."You can answer the call, Sir Andrew!"Andrew didn't know that man with the glasses. Which looked very snooty. Tall the same size as him, with a signal on his cheek. His green eyes looked into Andrew's eyes. He looked like some kind of mercenary or military man.Andrew took the phone that was in his pocket and after lifting it to his ear.“Catcha!”"Hello, am I talking to Sir Andrew?"Andrew didn't know that female voice anywhere. She looked like a young woman, in her early 20s, and quite possibly gargled honey before speaking to him.Any man must love to hear that voice, and if he were to continue talking to her on the phone for hours, Andrew was satisfied. It was just enough that she wasn't rude or that she treated him like he was an idiot, like the other people who had already talked to him."Yes, this is Andrew. It's me
A shot was fired and Dante's body fell lifeless to the ground. The asphalt was starting to turn red. Many members of MAKE A WISH who looked at it were stunned, that man had gone crazy. Gabriel hit Bill's head with his gun. And this time he almost fainted.The ground was icy and Bill's cheek was frozen to the ground. Gabriel would step on his head and look at all of his subordinates, including the one who was lying on the ground after having taken the shot.At that moment Andrew, was scared by all that. He couldn't believe Dante had just been shot in the middle of the temple."What? Could be a lie. He can't be dead. This is a lie. That isn't blood.""Monsieur, calm down, I'll check now if he's alive."Gabriel spoke as if he really didn't know that Dante was dead, he just wanted to calm down Andrew who seemed to be getting stunted. "Steepppp! Steeeeppp!" He approached the body, and after giving Dante a kick in the chest, he verified that the body had no reaction."It's monsieur... he's