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
Chapter 150 “Hey Gaius”“Garfy! Garfy, is that you?”“Yeah man. What's up?”“God! I've been trying to reach you guys. What happened to your other number? ”“I … I kind of lost it and I changed my phone recently so I lost all the contacts.”, Garfy said, a guilty feeling overwhelming him.“How… how are you … Gai?”“I'm good. I'm good. And Lego?”“He's fine. He's here”“What’s up Gai? How've you been? How's everything over there?”“I'm great. I'm okay. Everything's great”“Look Gaius, we are really sorry we've not been checking up…”“No it's fine .. it's fine. Totally..”“Ooh.. ummm.. I know”“Hold up okay”, Gaius said, looking around him.“Just listen. Listen. I have to tell you guys something. But first, what's the police saying about Mr. Wyatt's death?”“Mr Wyatt?”, Garfy said, a little at sea as the name didn't ring a bell in his head.“Yeah, yeah. Mr Wyatt”“I don't…”“Oril, Oril. Oril enterprises”, Gaius said, quickly, his voice sounding desperate to get it over with.“Oh yeah… M
Chapter 151The Aston Martin sped across the highway as Asher pedaled away. His phone was hooked on the phone holder in the car, connected to the speakers on his phone.“Siri, call the last number on my dial”“Calling anonymous”Asher slowed down a little as he came to the descending path of the highway. “Mr. Asher”, the voice came from over the speakers. “I believe you saw the location I dropped”“We are not meeting there”“Pardon?”“Listen. We'll meet on my terms. If you really want that favour and if you are legit, you'll turn up”“Mr. Asher…”“I’ll be at De Latè in twenty minutes. Meet me there”Asher put a finger on the end icon. The call terminated immediately. Suddenly, he took the U-turn, turning into it roughly. He sped off in the opposite direction, headed for the café. He had better know what he was up to.******************“Riccardo!”“Sofia! Sofia!”, Garfy called out. Signore Riccardo came out from one of the adjoining rooms connected to the living room.“Is there a p
Chapter 152Asher came out of his car, the click sound of locked doors following the car key buttons. He began walking away from the car to the entrance of the building. He pushed the glass door open and the small doorbell jingled above his head.The bakery was on the ground floor of the compact one storey building. As he walked towards the stairs, leading up to the café upstairs, he sighted Uncle DaBeniro attending to a customer. With him was his youngest grandaughter - Melissa.The moment he got up, he knew he wasn't supposed to be there. He felt it. But at this point, there was absolutely no going back. There weren't too many people in the café. Once again, he spotted - this time fully - the oddly dressed guy and he could tell at once that it was him. Asher moved to the farthest seat on the floor at the left corner closest to the big window.“Mr. Asher, it's nice to finally meet you”************************The still quietness of the room gave it an uncomfortable aura, coupled wit
Chapter 153 He may have tried to hide it but it was obvious he wouldn't have been man enough anyway.“Even if you refuse now, you are going to have to do it eventually”“And why is that?”“Behind you, there's a hitman arranged to kill you if you prove to be too much of a waste of time.”Asher attempted to turn his head but the cold feel of the pistol stopped his head halfway.Garfy and Lego looked at each other. “Don't…”, the guy said, pressing the gun closer. “I don't want you looking suspicious”Asher turned his head back to him slowly.“Why can't you do it yourself? You are the one with the gun”The guy smirked, running a finger through his barely grown mustache. “You think you have all the questions huh?”“Possibly”“If you are so smart then why are you here?”Garfy pulled up with a screech to the sidewalk.Opening up the glove box, He took out the two guns, shoving them into his leather jacket pockets.“We need formations Garfy. You can't just go in there”Lego spoke into the
Chapter 154“You have ten minutes left Mr. Asher. You better chose wisely, because either way consider your company gone”The sun was beginning to set and Gwandon was losing time. The mirrors he'd positioned had had the sun's rays now reflecting from a corner.“Urghh”, he groaned.“Who the hell do I kill first?”“Garfy, what's the plan?”“Tell Boss to look in my direction for a moment.”“Ok”Lego got off the airpod for the moment and spoke into the speaker of his phone.“Boss, are you with me?”“I …”“You what?”“Am”“What the heck are you saying?”, the guy asked, getting a little worked up.“Look at your side quickly Boss. Garfy's there”“Ok Boss”Lego put the airpod back on.“Tell him that I'm going to shoot the guy's hand and he should grab the gun immediately and slide under the table.”“Give me timing.”“In ten seconds”“Okay”, Lego said, bringing the phone receiver to his mouth.“Boss in ten, Garfy, sitting is going to shoot the guy's hands and you'll slide under the table and