Chapter 4

Three o’clock in the morning.

The familiar container truck passed the Italian customs checkpoint, officially entering the Italian area quickly. Arturo pushed the customs officer a pile of US dollars, and then they conveniently drove away. Of course, before leaving, the customs officer helped them delete the CCTV containing the image of this container. Arturo doesn’t want to return to that country with this ugly container, and he will, of course, use a fake passport and take a plane to an Asian country to relieve it.

Based on the address given by the Italian man’s subordinates, Arturo followed the map and entered a remote suburban area. In the distance, Brown could see a large white mansion standing alone in the middle of wild land.

Even though it was three o’clock in the morning, the lights in the mansion were still on, making it more gorgeous than ever. Brown wondered, do the wealthy older men of the underworld all have a life like this? It is estimated that this old Italian man’s mansion is not less than five million dollars.

Arturo steered closer to the mansion. Outside, two bodyguards were wearing professional black suits. He got out of the car and said something to the two bodyguards. Brown couldn’t hear their conversation. He only saw five more bodyguards running out from inside the mansion.

Arturo threw a bunch of keys at Brown’s body, he ordered.

“Unlock it.”

Five tall bodyguards ran to the back of the container, and Brown heard Arturo’s orders. He unlocked the cargo compartment. Then throw the cartons on the ground. Five bodyguards lined up like robots, each carrying a beautiful girl in his arms and entering the white mansion. Brown and Arturo both watched in the footsteps of the bodyguards, their throats moving up and down several times. Those girls… are all beauties!

The two guards at the door received a notification from the phone. He told Arturo and Brown.

“For now, you should find a hotel in the city center to rest, the money will be paid, and the fake passport will be sent to you tomorrow...” The bodyguard put a key in Brown’s hand. He continued. “Our boss is busy in Monaco, and he wants to give you this car as a thank you.”

Brown is happy, and he laughs from ear to ear…Ha! They just brought the girls over and were given a car! Arturo thanked the two bodyguards, and then he and Brown drove into the city center. The mission has been completed 80 percent. Now they need to sleep, and tomorrow they will wake up with millions of dollars!

After five hours of anesthetics, Emma awoke from a deep sleep. Her hands and feet were still bound, but it wasn’t that cold, dark container anymore. She was in a large room. Next to her were the girls who had been locked in the container last night. But now it’s not just five, and there are six. Maybe…the new victim.

Emma was suddenly a little stunned. There was a girl only about thirteen years old. She has light blonde hair and a fair complexion, a typical beauty of an Italian girl.

Emma looked at the rest. She was looking for Lena…Lena…where is she? Lena is not here! Emma’s heart seemed to break, helpless when she couldn’t see Lena.

“Lena…Lena…where are you?” Emma’s sobs echoed in the locked room. No one here could hear her cries. The girls here, all unconscious, their hands and feet bound. She couldn’t move or try to get out.

Suddenly! The door was opened violently. Emma was unprepared, so she turned her eyes to the wooden door. Two tall men in black suits, like bodyguards. They were escorting a girl about 170cm tall.

The two men saw Emma awake, their faces a little surprised. They shoved the Italian girl to the ground, her arms and legs tied like the others, only she wasn’t drugged.

Bang!

With the sound of objects falling to the ground, the Italian girl was pushed to the ground by two men roughly. Unfortunately, she hit a nearby nightstand, causing the small mirror on the table to fall and shatter.

But the other two men didn’t care much for the broken mirror, not even Emma and the Italian girl who had just been brought into the room.

One of them said.

“What should we do with this girl now?”

“The boss’s orders are to let them wake up sooner or later. Just keep an eye on them.”

Emma knew she would be safe, so she breathed a sigh of relief. She dared not look directly at the two men. Emma only dared to observe this Italian girl, who had distinctive brown skin and jet-black hair, utterly different from the other girls. A strong beauty, she had deep and cold eyes like the man named Arturo whom Emma met last night...

After the two men left, Emma now spotted an excellent opportunity. Among the broken mirror pieces, a few pieces have very high sharpness.

She heard the latch of the door from outside and dared to move closer to the broken mirror.

Holding a piece of broken mirror, Emma’s hands were tied behind her back but still not wholly useless. She was relying on the skills taught in school. Emma, though had a bit of difficulty cutting ropes. But after ten minutes, she also successfully untied the handcuffs. Emma was overjoyed, and she quickly untied the ropes from her legs. In this room there is a window, you can jump out from there…there is hope!

“Girl? Can you help me?” A voice came from behind Emma. It was the voice of the Italian girl who had been brought into this room just now.

Emma asked.

“What’s your name?”

“Erza. You?”

“My name is Emma. You are Italian, right?” Emma asked as she untied Erza. This girl had a very harsh voice. Emma could see on Erza’s wrist a tattoo with a distinctive pattern, and it wasn’t hard to see, of a comprehensive open eye looking directly at her. Emma swallowed. That tattoo… a bit scary.

“Yes. Are you from France?”

Emma nodded.

Ezra, after being untied, stood up, twirled her wrist a few times, and asked. From Emma’s voice, she could tell that Emma was from France. After all, France is also close to Italy, so it’s not too difficult for Emma to be kidnapped. What’s more, the mastermind is the older adult of the Russo family, a man of high status in the Italian underworld.

Ezra walked in front of one of the unconscious girls. She untied the girl, calling her name.

“Carla! Carla!”

That girl also didn’t wake up, and maybe she was injected with sleeping pills recently, so she is still in a deep coma. Emma looked at Erza untie the girl named Carla, she asked.

“Is that girl your friend?”

“She is my owner. I'm here to save her.”