Chapter 142The tap rushed freely and the sink was first clear then slowly dotted with drops of blood, intensity increasing by the second. Soon the whole sink was red and he had to leave the water running till it cleaned it up.Wiping his hands with the napkin, he dropped it into the bag. He took his gloves off the table and wore them back, the fresh smell of blood strong in the dark room. He picked up the sniper first, checking to make sure everything was intact. Next, he picked up the pistol gun, the clack sound echoing in the air. He chocked back the bullet and the gun went into the bag. One by one, the weapons dropped into the big bag on the ground that lay at one side of the table."Il tuo volo è pronto, capo. (Boss your flight is ready)”He nodded and picked up the bag. As he opened the door, he stepped into the view, the morning not particularly bright as dark clouds amassed. The strong wind greeted him, blowing strongly and whisking the free end of his long coat. His head warm
Chapter 143The bullet pierced the window, its impact fracturing the glass in a web of cracks that stretched to the frame's edge. Asher, hunched over his office chair, narrowly evaded the shot as the bullet had actually aimed for his neck . Just the day before, he had installed bulletproof windows—a precaution against unforeseen dangers. From the reflecting piece of artwork on his wall, Asher could make out the figure of the sniper. The surprise of the shot had gotten to him but his senses were on full alert.“****The sniper guy pulled the trigger, aiming at the exact spot he'd shot.The glasses shattered upon impact, fragments shooting upward like tiny projectiles. Asher, already crouched beneath the table, narrowly avoided the bullet's trajectory, his instincts honed by survival. Using his legs to leverage, he toppled the nearby cabinet, creating a makeshift barrier against the unseen assailant. Just as he braced for the next onslaught, the doors swung open. Asher's senses sharpen
Chapter 144Garfy got to the house much later than Lego and Asher did.“Garfy!”, Lego called out as he watched the hefty figure make its way to the front . Garfy leaped a little, only just discovering the slight cut to his side.“Hey, hey easy man”, Lego said, saving Garfy from tripping over.“Are you good? Did you get hit?”“Nah, I'm … I'm okay” . Of course not! How could he tell Lego that he had seen Sandton?Asher got up from where he had been sitting as Garfy walked in.“Garfy”, Asher said, walking towards him. Garfy attempted to smile.“Boss”, Garfy said, getting down to the couch.“Is he okay?”, he asked Lego. “Did you get shot?”Garfy shook his head.Just then, Sofia was seen coming down the stairs, her eyes evidently showing she'd been napping for a while. Her eyebags lined vividly, her hair was a bit messy and she clutched to the flaps of her matching grey hoodie jacket.“What's going on?”, She said, a clearly confused expression on her face. “Please Sofie, get the nurse”“Y
Chapter 145The piercing sounds of owls echoing through the air was the only thing keeping Asher company in the dead of night.By past midnight, the rest of the household had gone asleep but Asher stayed awake - restless. As the minutes slowly crept by, his anger and concern grew stronger while the darkness pressed in on all sides.Today had been too close a call. Today, they'd gotten a good shot at him and something seemed to rip in him a little bit. . But he knew in his soul that it was merely luck that saved him. And maybe a bit of grace since he'd survived loads of other attempts. They were becoming bolder and more brazen in their attempts to end him. Had he really let his guard down ? Not a bit. He'd increased his security as soon as he arrived here because he knew Andrea and his mother were more desperate than ever to get rid of him. And more desperate meant more drastic measures were being applied to take him out.Andrea and his mother had made it crystal clear - they wanted hi
Chapter 146Andrea was having lunch when Gwandon arrived. He tipped his wine glass into his mouth, letting the red liquid have its way. The elevator doors opened just as he set the glass down.“Mr. Gwandon, you are here already”, Andrea said as he stepped into the room. “Mr. Andrea”, Gwandon responded as he set down his small briefcase on the center table.“Care to join me?”“Apologies Mr. Andrea. I prefer to pass”Andrea seemed to pause for a moment before he smiled - the kind of smile that made you feel uncomfortable - the kind of smile Gwandon found funny.Andrea rose from the table where he was seated. One of the bodyguards attended to him, bringing him a napkin to clean his hands. When he was done, he took the wine glass and started walking over to the living room area where Gwandon sat.“You said we had a problem?”, Andrea asked as he sat down.“This”Gwandon tossed the tablet across the table to where Andrea sat. The pictures of the previous day's events displayed on the scr
Chapter 147The sniper man zoomed in on the screen in front of him. “Got it. I've locked it him in”“Cool. When do I get my cut?”“Come by in the evening. I'll have it ready”The call was terminated.The sniper guy placed the phone on the metal table top and took out a screw driver from where it hung. In minutes, he'd dismantled the phone, clearing the contents into the waste bag beside him.He grabbed the pistol on the table and put the dismantled pieces together, making sure it was loaded. His eyes drifted shut as he took a deep, calming breath. When they opened once more, all traces of doubt and hesitation were gone, replaced by icy determination. With clinical precision, he disassembled the ominous device before him, categorizing and organizing each miniscule component with laser focus. One by one, they merged together under his skilled hands, sliding into place with mechanical efficiency until only a seamless whole remained. Securing it in the inner pockets of his loose pants, he
Chapter 148Riccardo walked forward and placed the tablet on the desk. “Good day Signore”“How are you?”But Asher didn't even wait for the response. He put the call off hold mode.“Buon pomeriggio Father. How are you doing?(good afternoon)”“Emilio, mio figlio (my son). Are you okay? What is this I hear on the news? An assassination attack on you at the office?”“Yes… Father. There was… I was attacked at the office”“Oh Mio Dio (my God) … you don't mean to say!”“That's what happened Father”Vincenzo was beyond dumbfounded. His mind struggled to process the escalating chaos that surrounded him. The relentless onslaught of attacks, the sheer audacity of the situation - it was beyond anything he had ever imagined. What had once seemed like a mere consequence of Emilio's arrival in town and the typical Mafia power struggles had now morphed into a malevolent force that threatened not only Emilio but the entire Rodriguez household.The height of the attacks and the situation of things ha
Chapter 149For the rest of the next day, Asher was restless. He wasn't supposed to be bothered by it yet he was. Why? He didn't know for sure but he thought over and over, the possibilities of the unknown caller having all the information he wanted and more. But what if it was a scam - a trap, something to lure him into the lion's den. After all, they'd just tried killing him and that had been no random shot. It was a vivid and bold attack on his life - an attempt that had somewhat triggered his steps towards revenge…. And a percentage of desperation. Ping Ping!The scren of his Samsung lit up. He looked over at the smartphone. The screen was on with a notification of a message that had just popped in.“Clandenson Halls, 425 District, Dale Avenue 5.30 p.m”Asher glanced at his Piaget watch. He had just an hour and fifteen minutes to make up his mind. Like he'd said before, this could just be some jobless random youth trying to sell cheap gossip to him. But the what ifs.. the what