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CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
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Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
The family dinner at Gio's house had now turned into a full-blown table for the revelation of secrets.“I was told that there'd been a kidnapping at Tequila, and I went there with my partner to handle questioning and stuff... As it turned out, I met and questioned Mindi..”“You met Mindi..?” Mercedes asked, interrupting Ruby's expose.“Yes, I did,” Ruby replied, “And my partner, Snyder, spoke to the manager at the place... Andrej.. At the end of the day, we couldn't deduce any useful information from either of them... Mindi was too shaken to give me any valuable answers, and Andrej, well, I didn't talk to him, but my partner said he was being dodgy and looked very nervous. As though he knew something or even everything about your disappearance.”“He did..” Mercedes said bitterly.“Hold on... Agent Snyder? I know him!” Bonita exclaimed.“You do? How?” Ruby asked, surprised.“He was at Tequila, trying to spy on a meeting, and I saved him from getting killed because my boss had gotten wi
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“It's getting crazy over here, Sensi..”“I knew it would... The US is not too far away from Mexico, so I'm not surprised that it still feels like you didn't go too far, with all these people popping up who know everything about you and Mercedes.”Gio, having been distressed all through the weekend, after the dinner, and up until this moment, a Monday evening after the close of work, at about 8 pm, was putting a call across to Sensi as he balanced books for the day and prepared to leave for his house.“So, what would you suggest? Or, what would you do, if it were you in this mess?” Gio asked.Whenever he was in trouble, 'What would Sensi do’ was the question that would pop up in his mind.Sensi exhaled heavily over the phone before saying, “Honestly... If it were me, I'd be leaving Mexico, first thing tomorrow morning.”“What?” Gio asked, stunned.“What do you mean 'What’? If it was so easy for all these people to come into your life who knew and still know so much about the past you'r
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Ever since she realized that she hadn't escaped her past by fleeing Mexico, Mercedes had lost her peace. She was now extra cautious and fearful of being attacked at any time. Who knew who else was in Tijuana and was waiting to pop a surprise just like Ruby and Bonita had done?She was seated with Grandma Angelina and although nothing was being said, it was clear that something had to be said.“Mercedes..” Grandma started, “What's the matter?”Mercedes looked at her grandma with a look of surprise; was that a real question? Everything was the matter!“Grandma, I think the question should be, 'What's not the matter’..”Grandma Angelina smiled and asked her:“Where's Daniella?”“In her room, she's sleeping... Bonita is also in her room, she might not be sleeping but I know she's in there.”Bonita had stayed over after the dinner since she'd been told that she was free to stay for as long as she wanted; the apartment, a seven-bedroom home, was big enough to house them all.After making s
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“Woah.. What the fuck happened here?” The following morning, Detectives Paz and Selena, who'd been informed of an incident at the house in a certain residential area that looked to be more than it seemed, had shown up to the house with Omari and Snyder in accompaniment, who hadn't even known that it had any connection with Mercedes and had just simply wanted some investigative action. The house was a mess; windows had been smashed up, the door had been taken off its hinges, the expensive flat screen TV had been ripped out of the wall and smashed, the couches had been turned upside down, the walls had been battered by what looked like baseball bats, wardrobes and cupboards had been destroyed, portraits hanging on the walls had been thrown down and around. It looked as though someone had been paid to make the house uninhabitable forever. “And, the weird thing is, people living around here say that they didn't hear any gunshots or screams; just the breaking of glass and sounds of c
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“A simple job: Stalk him! Wait till he's alone and about to leave! Attack and overwhelm him! Force the fuckin bastard to take you to his home! Get the woman! Kill him and everybody else! Yet, you low-life, incompetent, Latin fuckers flopped at even that?”Don Fabrizio was incensed.His plan to get Di Stefano and Carlos to send a small but combined crew to carry out the job he'd just stated had failed badly. Instead of them trumping Gio, it had been the other way around; Gio had instead trumped them, leaving them bleeding and unconscious. They'd recovered and crawled back to report their failure.“We managed to stab him, boss, but he was just too good... His fighting skills are top-notch, and he hits hard. Hard,” the leader of the crew, the one who'd been repeatedly battered by Gio, was testifying to the power that Gio's punches packed.“You managed to stab him, well, where's the evidence? The only thing I can see is your fuckin broken nose! And, of course, he's supposed to hit hard! H
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“How did you get here?”“That, my dear, is no complicated story, regardless of how surprised you may be to see me, and I understand your fears, but I can assure you that I'm not a threat... I'm simply here to help..”Seeing Doctor Deona in Mexico when she'd last seen her at Don Fabrizio's Mansion was surprising for Mercedes because, to the best of her knowledge, this woman was an ally of Don Fabrizio, and Mercedes was scared that she'd bring the Don here to snatch her and kill Gio, so she was wary of her.“Breaking the news of your pregnancy caused more harm than I could have ever imagined, even in a wild dream. I didn't know this until Sensi snuck into my car and pointed a gun at my head. It was at that point that I knew that there was an internal crisis in Don Fabrizio's family, and this was something I wanted no part of... I decided to quietly exit the city and country as a whole and come here, to my home country, and live as quietly as I could..”“Wait... You're Mexican, too?” Mer
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“So, in summary... You want me to capture and bring you a woman you didn't know before this year began, but then kill your son, huh?”Don Fabrizio took a deep breath and then exhaled as she asked him this; he had never looked at it this way. But, even hearing her out to him so bluntly was not going to change his mind about what he'd decided to do.“Yes... Yes, kill my son and bring me the woman..”The woman before him puffed a tremendous amount of smoke out of her mouth after taking a long, deep drag from the cigarette in her hand and then said:“You're a sick man..”Aylla Pedro, the woman who was sitting across from him as they sat in this abandoned and cordoned-off building, was a thirty-three-year-old woman who led a group of rebels known as 'Les Latinas De La Muerte’ which accepted only females into their group, females who were tired of being ruled by men, who wanted to carve a path to success for themselves and who didn't mind getting their hands stained with blood in the proces
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“I'm sorry, Gio..”“Mercedes.. Shut up..”“No, let me take responsibility..”“Mercedes.. I said 'Shut up’..”The moment they'd both woken up from the rest they'd taken after the fiery pleasure session Gio had initiated, Mercedes had started trying to apologize for 'causing him pain’. She blamed all the unfortunate events that had befallen them both on herself; his stabbing, the fact that he'd nearly died, the fact that he could no longer have his regular life, the fact that he was a target for so many reasons, and hated immensely both by his father and Aleksandr Matiç.He had now come to sit by her and she was leaning her weight slightly on him and running one finger on all his tattoos (and they were many), having missed his touch and the feel of him but also being careful so as not to hurt him, seeing as his back was still heavily bandaged.“No, no, I won't... Let me speak, Gio... Let me speak... Promise you won't interrupt..”“Mercedes.. You don't have to take responsibility for any
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