CHAPTER 88

The black mask I was wearing covers half of my face, only my eyes are visible as my hair is tied up in a bun. The single-string top I was wearing reveals the tattoo on my sleeve.

I closed my eyes, this will be my first task to accomplish, after a month of my hand-to-to-hand combat and gun training. I wasn’t a beginner anymore as I’ve experienced fighting two years ago but Jera and Martini want me to be skilled enough, to execute the task, as I’ll be facing different powerful leaders of the mafia.

I needed to be that perfect leader Jera wants. It sounds impossible but I don’t have any option, do I?

I don’t plan on calling her mom, why would I?

They might be able to make me obey what they wanted to happen by using Trinity and Amari, but that doesn’t mean that I’ve forgiven them for what they did to me, the emotional damage they brought is cruel and relentless.

I was inside the elevator on my way to Spencer's office. The war between the Spencer Clan and El Mundo Organization was impossi