Chapter 8. Caught

Xavier walked into the meeting room, the morning sunlight streaming through the windows. The LaGraine family elders and Victor were already seated, their faces stern and focused.

"Xavier, thank you for joining us," Victor said, his voice firm. "We've received intel that the Hale Family is transporting a new shipment to their warehouse. We believe it contains more of the crystalized energy cells we discovered amongst the crates."

Two nights ago, they had ambushed the Hale family's convoy and raided their warehouse. They discovered that apart from refined gold, most of the crates contained blocks of energy cells.

Xavier's eyes narrowed. "What's so special about these energy cells?"

Victor leaned forward. "They have the potential to produce new, highly advanced weapons. We can't let the Hale Family get their hands on that kind of power, once they make use of these energy cells, they will be unstoppable amongst the Mafia community. We need to get that power for ourselves."

The elders nodded in agreement. "We need to take it off their hands," one of them said. "Xavier, you'll lead the team on this mission."

Xavier was struck dumb before feeling a surge of adrenaline. Another mission, another chance to earn XP and level up.

"I'm in," he said, his voice firm.

Victor smiled, his eyes sparkled with approval. "I knew I could count on you, Xavier. Let's get to planning."

The meeting room erupted into a lot of activity, the team discussing strategies and tactics. Xavier listened closely, his mind racing with possibilities. If he could keep on leveling up and acquiring skills and gold coins, he could eventually build his own Mafia empire, then go seek revenge on the Hale family. His mind drifted to his mother.

'I wonder how she's doing now.'

Sigh!

As the meeting adjourned, Victor pulled Xavier aside. "Xavier, I need to talk to you about something."

Xavier raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

Victor's expression turned serious. "There is something we didn't tell you about this mission. Due to the raid on the warehouse, the Hale family decided to move all the goods to their family mansion. Now, the Hale is hosting a masquerade ball, that's how you'll get in."

Xavier's gut tightened. He could not believe what Victor was implying.

"You want me to sneak into the Hale family mansion and steal the energy cells from them? Right under their nose and roof? Isn't that plain suicide!?" Xavier almost shouted.

Victor's eye locked onto Xavier's. "Yes, that's exactly what I want you to do. We won't get this opportunity ever again, and those energy cells are too valuable to let go. If you are able to pull this off, I'll promote you, and you can take on as many missions as you like." Victor said.

Xavier began to rack his brain. Then he remembered something he had read in a light novel.

'System, please tell me you have a pocket dimension I can hide a lot of things.' Xavier asked the System.

«Host is correct. But you need to unlock the storage room with gold coins. This will cost you 2,500 gold coins.»

'What!? That's almost all the gold coins I have.' Xavier became frustrated. He then turned to Victor.

"If I do this and pull it off. I want a raise." Xavier said with knitted brows.

"If you succeed in this mission, I'll triple your salary." Victor said with a smile.

"It's a deal." Xavier nodded, his heart racing with anticipation. The stakes just got higher.

*

Xavier's team infiltrated the Hale mansion, their masks and formal attire allowing them to blend in seamlessly with the guests. Victor's voice whispered in Xavier's earpiece, guiding him through the layout and security.

The ballroom was packed with men and women of power. Xavier looked around, searching for one person in particular, but he could not see her. He wanted to see how his mother is doing. He missed her. She was the only one who stood up for him.

'What if she committed suicide out of depression thinking I'm dead?' Xavier's heart skipped a beat at that thought. As he was about to leave the ballroom, he spotted her, she had no mask on. He could barely recognize her. She was now thin, and her beauty had faded.. she looked so sickly. His heart bled from just thinking about all she had passed through since his absence. As he was about to go to her, his earpiece gave a buzz.

"Xavier, our man is near the storage room. Security is light. Make your way there now." Victor's voice sounded in his ear. Xavier nodded, his heart racing with anticipation.

'Hang in there Mother, soon I'll return and take you away from here. I will return more powerful than the Hale family, and no one will be able to trample on you ever again.'

Xavier adjusted his mask and followed his team through the winding hallways, avoiding detection.

As they approached the storage room, Xavier's earpiece crackled again. "Xavier, this is our man. I'm inside. Security is patrolling the area. You need to move fast."

Xavier's eyes locked onto the door. He could hear the sound of footsteps and laughter from the other side.

"Let's go," Xavier whispered to his team. "Stay sharp."

They entered the storage room, and Xavier's eyes scanned the space. Crates and boxes lined the shelves, but he spotted the energy cells immediately. They glowed with an otherworldly light, packed neatly into a small case.

"Get the case," Xavier whispered to his team. "We need to move."

But as they reached for the case, the door burst open. Marco Hale stood before them, his eyes full of fury behind his mask.

"Well, well, well," Marco sneered. "Look what we have here. Thieves in our midst."

Xavier's heart sank. They had been caught. This was a perfectly laid trap.

"Marco, we can explain," Xavier's team member started, he wanted to bluff that they were guests who had gotten lost, but Marco raised his hand.

"No explanations necessary. You're here for the energy cells. And you're not leaving with them."

Marco's eyes locked onto Xavier, and a slow smile spread across his face.

"Xavier Hale. I should have known. You're just like your mother - a bug that won't stay squashed. Funny thing is that she doesn't know you're alive, perhaps it will be best we keep it that way.. forever."

Xavier's anger flared, but he kept his cool. "Marco, this doesn't have to end badly." Marco had the upper hand here he and the guards all held assault rifles.

But Marco just laughed. "You're no match for me, Xavier. I'll enjoy watching you suffer as I've always enjoyed seeing you suffer. I don't know how you managed to cheat death, but you won't be able to do it again."

"We need to get out of here," Xavier whispered urgently. "Now."

But as they turned to leave, Xavier felt a hand on his shoulder. Marco's grip was like a vice.

"You're not going anywhere," Marco hissed.