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Enzo “Stay with Yanna and make sure she has her rest.” I tell Sunny who nods and heads inside while my men rush into the cars to head out. Donatello loads up the guns into the trunk but I don’t miss the look he and Sunny shares before he goes into the car. “How did we not notice how close he could be from us?” Antonio mutters to himself in thought. There was a possibility that this might be a trap and we’re just running into it but we would take our chances with it and risk everything to just find out something. I loathe the feeling of being in the dark and I’ve been feeling that way for the past few days now. Dasha was murdered by that sick bastard, knowing how happy she felt when she found out about her pregnancy, only for her life to end so suddenly in a heart beat. Victor Ivanov, when I find him….he’ll be begging for death. The location leads us to an abandoned apartment building which seems to have been left this way for some years now. I send in some of
Yanna Enzo had filled me in with what had happened at the unknown location, there was no signs of Mathew or a phone. The unknown man that he had fought luckily left a huge leak from the blood knife that Enzo had stabbed him with. We were all cautious with our movements, with two looming danger in the air from the psychotic Victor and the unknown gang that killed my mother. Work was still work though, I showed up with more plans for the apartment complex I’m working on but there was still no sign of Victor anywhere. The DNA test result from the blood will be coming today, I feel somewhat relieved that we have a lead on this whole threats that have been going on. Dasha’s body has been sent back to Russia for the burial but I and Enzo couldn’t go because of the eminent threat from Victor and there’s an obvious internal war in the Russian mafia. My phone rings and it’s surprisingly Antonio. My brows furrow, is something wrong with Enzo? “Hey…what’s up?” I hear rustl
Yanna “Rowan Alister.” Antonio says as the image of a man is projected on the screen. He is a twenty two years old that has a middle school record but dropped out from high-school and left his orphanage once he turned eighteen. Another picture is projected and its of him shirtless working on a cargo ship, the picture was taken from afar so we zoomed in. I point to the familiar tattoo on his arm. “This tattoo.” Enzo nods. “It’s the same one from your mother’s killer.” Donatello let’s out a large sigh in frustration. “But I don’t get it Don, how did Mathew turn up dead with an obvious carving from Victor?” That was the huge connection that we haven’t figured out yet, what is the connection between Victor and this ruthless gang? Enzo turns to Antonio. “Have you found out if this gang is still active back in Italy?” “There’s a huge majority of locals that says that it isn’t active again but some don’t even want to mention a thing about their whereabouts, even if
Yanna It feels like my world had stopped once I read the end result of the paternity test. ‘Negative’. No, it can’t possibly be true. Thinking back now, how the hell could I just believe the words of an old man and not actually find proof if we’re actually related. My stomach churns at the sick thought of being deceived by a random old man into marrying his adopted son. Does Enzo know about this too? I placed my palm over my chest in an attempt to calm down but it was all futile as random thoughts just keep running through my head. I reach to the finality of finding out if this result is true or not. I examine the result again and my eyes catches on to the date of the result, it was oddly on the same day when I heard the fight between him and Roberto, the same day that I found him scribbling down harshly on a paper. Why the fuck does my life have so much drama! Composing myself, I place the folder back where it was and sneak out quietly from the office and just in
Yanna “Are you sure about leaving on your own?” Sunny asks. I nod my head and try to not seem suspicious. “Yeah….Hailey just needs me don’t worry, I’ll be back real soon.” Sunny shrugs and helps to start up my car before leaving me to drive off alone. I finally let out a sigh of relief, it was hard convincing Sunny that I just had to step out a minute to help Hailey which was a total lie. I’m on my way to a lab clinic to confirm the DNA paternity test between I and Alonzo. I just had to be one hundred percent sure on what I saw that day and that’s it. The lab is about an hour away from where I stayed just to be careful of running into someone I know. It wasn’t too hard to get Alonzo’s hair specimen, with just a slight tug of his greying hair, I had a good enough chunk for a test. “Good morning, I made an appointment for a DNA paternity test.” The receptionist nods and types down my information before directing me into a lab type office for the test. They get the re
Enzo I hear light stomping back and forth as I walk home, Yanna paced back and forth at the living room while playing with her fingers anxiously. My brows furrow from her current state. “Hey….is something wrong?” She jumps slightly in shock. “Yeah….actually, no I’m not.” “Is it the baby, let me call the doctor.” I reach into my pocket for my phone but Yanna stops me. She pulls me over to sit while she takes her sit beside me. “The baby’s fine.” I scan her worried face. “So what’s wrong?....” She bites her lip and lets out a heavy sigh. “I-i’m not Alonzo’s daughter.” My brows furrow at her confession. What does he mean ‘she’s not Alonzo’s daughter’ there’s no way that’s possible, the test came back positive. “That’s not possible…..where did you get this idea from?” She reaches behind her and brings out a medical folder. “I went to confirm it myself, just to be one hundred percent sure that what I found out is true.” I scan the test result and it’s negati
Yanna My heart sunk to my stomach as I rewatch the CCTV footage of the gang member at the hospital. How the fuck could they switch up a negative DNA test to positive, who was the lab tech that did this? “I’ll be heading out tomorrow.” Enzo states. I furrow my brows, tomorrow is Sunday he doesn’t work on Sundays. “Where are you going to?” He shows me the address, it was a prison. “You’re going to a prison?” He nods. “Antonio found out the whereabouts of your mother’s killer, he’s in this prison.” Rage fills my chest with the thought of him comfortably living while my mother had to suffer such a painful death. In the back of my head, I had silently hoped that he was also dead…. “I’m going too.” I state firmly. Enzo scoffs. “You’re not going anywhere, Bambina.” He lays down on the bed while I sit up. “I am, Enzo.” He turns to glance at me, placing his hand on my small bump. “I can’t let you go there in this state, it’s too risky.” I slap his hand away in annoyance.
Yanna I let out a groan in annoyance from the constant ringing of my phone. My pregnant ass is still in bed while Enzo had left for work a while ago. I stretch over to the nightstand to get my phone and pick up the call without glancing at the screen. “Hello?” I grunt out. Hailey sniffles through the other end which makes me wide awake and sit up immediately. “Hailey, what’s wrong?” I ask softly. She sniffles. “Please can you come over?” her voice shaking with emotions. I nod and scramble to get of the bed. “Sure, give me thirty minutes tops I’ll be there.” She hums and ends the call. My brows furrow in worry as I take a quick shower to get ready. I had a feeling that she was crying because of Antonio but I couldn’t be one hundred percent sure. All possibilities scramble into my head, was she treated badly at her new workplace or is she PREGNANT!? I hurry down the stairs which causes Sunny’s eyes to widen. “Hey, slow your pregnant ass down!” “Sorry,