~~~ CHASE WALKED UP the stairs towards his room with both his hands in his pants pocket. "Don," Chase stopped in his tracks and without turning, he waved his fingers at the person who just called him to walk up to him. Clearly understanding what his cousin meant, Luciano walked up the stairs till he was standing in front of Chase. Chase brought out a cigar and a lighter from his pocket before lighting it."Parlare." He took a long drag from the cigar and blew out the smoke from his lips. {"Speak"} "The task was completed, but there was a witness at the scene. Valerie requested to bring her over here," Chase stared at Luciano, his calm composure still on. "E voi, branco di sciocchi, avete fatto questo?", {"And you bunch of fools did that?"} "She was insisting that the girl shouldn't be killed. She said she didn't deserve to die," Luciano defended. He knew his little sister was likely to receive an earful from Chase. "And other witnesses? Did they deserve to die? “Chase flung off the cigar he was holding in irritation. “Valerie conosce le dannate regole e non è stupida. lei per eliminare la ragazza stessa, altrimenti lo farò io e ciò avrebbe lasciato una cicatrice sulla sua salute mentale", {"Valerie knows the damned rules and isn't stupid. Ask her to eliminate the girl herself. Else, I'll be doing it for her, and it would put a scar on her mental health"} Chase was not someone to make empty threats, and if he said he was going to do something, then he would do it. Luciano couldn't begin to imagine the torture Chase would make the teenage girl go through. “Don, she-" Luciano was cut off by Valerie's presence. “Don, I’m sorry, but please think about it. She doesn't deserve to die. She has a whole life ahead of her. She’s such a naive and innocent teenager," Chase snorted out. “Is that why you asked to let her live? Because she's naive and innocent, doesn't mean she wouldn't leak information, Valerie. In our world, you don't show your fucking emotions", "I-", Chase turned to Luciano. “Where is the girl?", "She's in the first room close to the basement", Immediately Luciano finished talking, Chase walked back down the stairs towards the place his cousin just told him of while he tugged off his tie from his neck. ~~~ "Wake up," Sophia's eyes snapped open the moment she felt something cold poured over her head as it trickled down her skin. She shook her head to clear her hazy eyes before squinting them to take note of the room she was in. She was in a dimly lit room. Her hands and legs were tied tightly to the wooden chair she was seated on while her lips were sealed with tape. Images of how she got there flashed across her mind. Flashback The moment she screamed, Sophia’s palms instinctively flew to cover her mouth as she realized what she'd just done, but she was too late because the three murderers whipped their heads towards her and her eyes widened in fear. She shouldn't have screamed. But then, that didn't stop her from acting immediately she felt the adrenaline rush through her veins. She turned on her heels and ran back towards the coffee shop. "Let's get her”, She heard the laptop guy's voice and she increased her pace. Her bag fell on the floor but she was too caught up in her run to pick it up. She could get it back in the morning, but all she wanted at that moment was to run to the coffee shop and lock herself in their till they left. Her plan was already in motion but she couldn't pat herself mentally again and praise herself for her smartness. Too bad because she felt someone's palms clamp over her mouth and the person used their other arm to hold her shoulders in place, leaving her against their warm, hard, muscular chest. Sophia tried to scream, but it was as futile as her trying to wiggle out of his tight grip. The person growled. “Stay in place, girl, “Immediately, she knew it was the laptop guy. Soon, the other guy and the already holding her bag appeared in front of them. "What do we do with her?" the second guy asked. "What else? “The laptop guy said. “We will kill her and dispose of her body with Russo's. There's a lake not far from here," Listening to the three siblings talk about how they'd kill her and have her disposed of had Sophia panicking the more, and she continued to struggle. "Why would we do that? She's innocent" " the lady said, noticing Sophia's panic mode. "No one said she isn't innocent, Valerie", the Laptop guy said. “She’s a witness and isn't meant to live," "We can take her back home," Valerie suggested. “But not murder her," The second guy turned to his sister with a glare. “Are you out of your fucking senses, Val? Witnesses shouldn't live. They should die on the spot", Valerie turned to him. “Luciano, please", She then looked at the Laptop guy. "Lucas?", "Sorry, Valerie but that's not the right thing to do. If Don gets his hand on her, it would be worse. We all know that", "Please", "Dammit, Val", Luciano muttered and looked straight into his twin brother dead in the eye, before nodding his head. Before Sophia could understand their silent communication, she heard Lucas groan in annoyance and irritation before she felt something cold and sharp prick her neck. In no time, everything went blank. End of flashback. Sophia began to wiggle in the chair again, trying to scream out for help, but the tape on her lips muffled her voice. "It's useless trying to scream because no one will hear you", Sophia looked in the direction where the voice came from, and her eyes fell on Luciano, leaning against the wall, staring at her. “This place is huge, and no one can save you from your death. If you had minded your business, you wouldn't have been here,"
Sophia glared at him as he moved away from the wall. She wanted to push her hair that was sticking all over her face but it was completely impossible. Her hands were tied and there was no way she'd let that laptop guy do it for her. Immediately, the door opened and she squinted her eyes as the light from outside the room shone on her face. She looked at the huge body standing by the door and glared at him even though she couldn't see his face. For all she knew, he was the so-called Don the three murderers and kidnappers were talking about. He was the man who imposed the rule of killing witnesses. She inwardly scoffed at the thought. Sophia felt the sweat trickling down her forehead as his large, intimidating body walked closer to her. The room suddenly had a chilling silence as only the slow sounds of his shoes were heard and it had her shivering. Once the tall man was towering over her, she craned her neck to see his face but couldn't as she heard the soft click of the door
FEAR WAS THE only thing Sophia felt once The man she recognized as her parents' murderers left the room she was in. There was nothing she could do to escape him. He was going to kill her just like he had done to her parents and her Nana. What would be of the old lady? Would he kill her too just to wipe off their family from the face of the earth? Uncontrollable and unstoppable tears kissed her cheeks while her sobs were muffled by the tape on her lips. She couldn't even struggle against the tight ropes that had been used to tie her. The wooden door opened with a bang against the wall, making her flinch and she watched as Lucas walked in with his fists balled at his sides, jaw hardened, and a glare right on her. Angrily, he stormed towards her and began to untie the ropes on both her hands and legs before pulling off the tape with a harsh tug. She yelped out, and he glared at her again, making her squirm in her place." I--," another yelp left her lips when he grabbed one of he
~~~ Sophia clutched the tray where the plate of her barely-eaten food sat. She didn't have any appetite to eat, and she was grateful Valerie listened to her and didn't stay back with her in her room after dropping her dinner and helping her apply ointment to the bruises on her wrists and ankles. She stared at her legs which were barely covered by the mid-thigh pajama shorts Valerie left for her with a pajama shirt. Valerie didn't know what clothes to give her to wear, so she gave her one of hers' before the next day when she'd go shopping for some clothes for Sophia. With a huge sigh, she opened her room door and looked around the silent and empty hallway as the cold wind blew past her bare legs. She then walked towards the same way she remembered passing through with Valerie earlier and admired the paintings and photo frames across the walls. Once she got to the staircase, she stared at the large living room. The walls were painted white, which offered a clean, therapeutic,
~~~ SOPHIA WATCHED IN sheer horror as the nineteen-year-old familiar-looking stranger plunged the knife out of her mum's abdomen while she just stood at the bottom of the stairs watching everything. To say she was scared was an understatement. They were just done having dinner-their small family; Her dad, mum, and herself she'd just gone upstairs to her room to get a broken doll that she could show her dad when she heard the sound of glass breaking. Clutching her broken doll, she rushed downstairs only to see her mum being stabbed by an unknown stranger and lying dead on the floor. Her eyes searched for her dad but he was nowhere to be found. Had he been killed too? "You rascal!", Sophia heard her dad's voice before he finally came into view. He gripped the stranger's collar and glared at him. “What did you do to my security team? What did you do to my wife?", "I did what should have been done a long time ago", The killer replied without any hint of remorse in his voice. “
~~~ "Okay then, sir. Goodnight", Sophia smiled at her boss "My regards to your Nana", The burly man smiled back at her and he left the coffee shop. It was a long day and finally, she was about to close the shop since she was the one given the responsibility to do so. All she needed to do was clean up the tables and she'd go back home to her grandma. And her nightmares. Just as Sophia began to clean the first table, she heard the chime sound of the door, indicating that a customer had arrived. Couldn't the person see the board outside which read 'closed'? Sophia turned abruptly, ready to snap at the person but her words died on her lips as her eyes landed on the people by the door side. A lady of about twenty-four or so and two young men of about the same age-maybe twenty-six stood there all clad in black by the door, looking deadly. Who were they? "Three cups of coffee, please" " the lady said and they sat on a table at a secluded corner close to the door side. So