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Chapter Ninety-Six: A little bundle of joy
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“Mr Moretti, I didn’t realise we had a meeting today.” Kenneth Greene looked up from his desk at the intrusion, but despite his words, the man didn’t seem surprised at Xander’s presence. “We don’t.” Xander narrowed his eyes on the man, his cool demeanour only sufficed to make the Mafia leader angrier. “Please, have a seat.” Greene motioned to the chair across from him and leaned back on his own, leisurely. “What are you playing at Greene?” Xander ignored his offer and instead slammed his hands down on the desk. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Kenneth Greene shrugged uncaringly and offered Xander a sarcastic smile, “Now if there’s nothing else. You may direct any complaints you have to the person handling your account.” He dismissed and went back to working on his laptop as if nothing happened. Xander chuckled darkly and looked up at Greene with a smirk, “You have a good day then, Mr Greene.” With that Xander turned and stalked out of the office, leaving Kenneth frow
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Xander growled when watched the footage Lorenzo got from José, “Why the hell did we not see this when we checked the footage at the Dock?” “Skilled editing I guess, all the footage is uploaded to a cloud, if someone has access to it they can easily edit it and reupload the footage without anyone noticing.” Enzo shrugged and looked at Xander, “What are you gonna do? I don’t think going after him is going to solve this problem.” Xander was silent for a moment, a thoughtful look on his face, “You’re right. He thought he could double cross me and I wouldn’t find out, so I think it’s time to hit him where it hurts.” “What’s that look for?” Enzo frowned, the devious smirk on Xander’s face would be scary if he wasn’t used to the man’s twisted way of thinking. Xander’s smirk only widened in response and he pulled his phone from his pocket, “Sometimes it pays to have friends in law enforcement.” When Xander found the number he was looking for, he clicked call and brought the phone to his
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“- the fire that gutted the headquarters of the shipping conglomerate was said to have started in the basement as a result of a faulty air conditioning system. All employees have been accounted for, but it is alleged that the CEO, Mr Kenneth Greene is still inside the building while firefighters are working tirelessly in their search. More on this story as it develops.” Xander watched the footage of the burning building with interest. “Please tell me you had nothing to do with that.” Serenity narrowed her eyes on him, Xander wasn’t a man to watch tv, let alone the news. “I wouldn’t dare lie to you, my love.” He turned to her with a charming smirk, but Serenity’s face only contorted with horror. “Xander! Innocent people could have been hurt!” She scolded, she couldn’t believe the lengths he was willing to go to teach someone a lesson. “No one who wasn’t meant to be hurt, was hurt. Alonso made sure of it.” Xander shrugged uncaringly. “Still, you could have just spoken to the gu
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Alonso’s palm closed over the man’s mouth while his other arm closed around his arms, restraining him as he dragged him off the street and into the charcoal grey Jeep parked a few yards away. Shoving him into the vehicle, he shut the door, preventing the man’s exit. “Stop struggling, it will only make this worse.” Xander announced, alerting the man to his presence after a good minute of screaming and banging. “Who are you?” The man’s voice shook, and he shrunk against the door. “Does it matter? Answer my questions and this will all be over very soon.” Xander eyed the man’s silhouette in the low light, the darkness did nothing to hide his fear permeating the air. “Wha- what do you want from me?” He swallowed loudly. “Who paid you to tamper with the shipment?” Xander’s voice was hard and forceful, leaving no room for argument. “I don’t know. A man approached me one night and gave me an envelope filled with money and a device to stick on the container. That’s all I know, I swear!”
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