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CHAPTER FIVE
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2024-11-08 23:07:59ANTONIO’S POV
I don’t know how long it had been, a couple of minutes maybe, but I knew she was anxiously waiting. I looked at Alvarez wondering what news he had that couldn’t wait.
I had asked Marcella to lay in bed, but just when I was about to go to her, my emergency phone vibrated in my pocket. After I had jumped into the river earlier to save her with the phone in my pocket, I was too upset and forgot to check on the phone, I didn’t expect it to still function. But when the device vibrated I knew I had to rush out.
“Bravta, take a look at this” Alvarez finally spoke showing me his phone screen.
“What is this” I asked snapping the phone from him. A picture of Marcella sat on the screen and under it the words Marked for $ninety million -Dead or Alive was boldly inscribed. My heart begun to race. I got up with a start, my fingers coiled tightly around the mobile device channeling all my anger to it. “Fuck” I exclaimed throwing the phone at the wall.
To be marked in the mafia dark world was a call of death. The whole mafia network is on the lookout for Marcella now. But she is mine, mine and I have vowed to protect her, even with my life. I didn’t even know this woman, yet,I feel responsible for her safety from the moment she jumped in-front of my car.
“Is everything alright” came Marcella’s voice. I turned to her, a rush of guilt run down my spine as I contemplated on whether to hide or share the news of her search warrant with her. It is her life and she should know people are out there ready to kill her for $ ninety million, but I also felt she was too and weak to manoeuvre this dangerous mafia war alone.
If anyone were to find her or harm her, they would have to go through me. “Nothing to worry about” I answered trying to keep a straight face while waving my hand to dismiss my men.
She had been through a lot and I did not want to scare her with the search warrant that had been placed on her head yet. “Alright” she said blankly,the look on her face showed she was unconvinced.
“Alvarez!” I called out to my right hand man. Alvarez is a trusted confidant and friend. He is a swift and very skillful sniper, and has been with me for over eight years, running secrete errands and conducting private investigations.
“Intensify the security around the parameter” I ordered as he approached. “Then find out everything you can about this Salvador guy and his mafia group” I added.
“Yes sir” he replied with a kind of salute he does that makes me giggle no matter how hard I try not to. “…and be discrete” I cautioned as he walked away.
Realizing the heavy burden that lay on my shoulders, I slid into the sofa nearby as confusion and worry coiled into my brain . My heart was racing at the thought of Marcella suddenly becoming my priority. I have to protect her, even if it means crushing down anyone and everything that crosses my path. Nothing can stop me.
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