THE QUEEN MAFIA (COMARE)

Seven years later…."Chris, the shipment is ready for pickup." Mario reported to the Comare as she sat in her office, smoking a cigarette. "Mmmm." She hummed in response. She didn't talk much. She was more business than friendly… Even though she was a woman, she still exuded power and dominance. This woman was none other than Christina Walker, the Mafia Queen Comare. She had grown into a highly charming woman and was able to arouse deep desires in any man she wanted but she was too busy building her father’s business having taken over from Victor at the first chance she got. At 18, he became very afraid of her and ran like a fat penguin with its short legs unable to carry its body. She let him go because of the love she had for her father otherwise, he deserved nothing but to be dipped in a drum of concentrated acid. "I’m getting everything ready. Please do join me in the garden." Mario said in reverence. Although he was her second in command and a man, he never once tried to

48 hours later…The sound of a metal door awakened Michael’s senses and a wave of relief rushed through him. He had started to lose hope in the mission since they had kept them in the dark room for far too long. "Get a horse and spray them with water, they stink like dead rats." One of the voice commands was given. A ripple of cold water splashed the men and woke them up from their half dead bodies. After a few minutes which felt like forever the water stopped and the light was turned on. At first Michael could not clearly see since his eyes were deprived of light for a long time. He saw shadows of objects moving around him… till he finally passed out due to dehydration. When he came to, he found himself handcuffed to a bed with a running IV. He was so dizzy that he passed out a second time. When he finally woke up, he tried to sit up and look around but a nurse quickly came to his bed and told him not to get up as he had suffered severe dehydration and a day late for treatment.

The snitch…Christina was led to Carlo’s lounge, it was still the same as the wife had left it. It had pink sofas which were the wife's idea and gold and white curtains. It was filled with pictures of the entire family…"How are you doing uncle Carlo?" She asked him, taking a seat on one of the couches. "I have seen better days princess, I miss them every single day.” Carlo said as tears ran down his cheeks. Christina immediately stood up and sat next to him, holding his hand as her gaze travelled to her bodyguards. "Privacy!" She ordered everyone out of the room and returned his gaze to Carlo, sadness creeping into her when she noticed his crestfallen expression. This was not the man she remembered to be her father’s friend. Carlo was a happy and funny man to be around with but when it came to business, he was very strict.It's been 3 years since the incident. But it felt like yesterday. She couldn’t help but feel sympathy for him."It's ok uncle Carlo. Let it out." Christina rema

The kill or be killed…."Comare here you go." Michael said quietly as he handed her a Hanky to wipe off the blood spot which was on her cheek.Christina stood there looking at him while she raised her eyebrows in amusement…"And what do I use that for?" She asked, the corner of her lips twitching as her eyes flickered to the piece of white cloth in his hands. She was tired and her face was reddening out of anger. ‘I need to finish off Victor before he gets to me,’ she quietly thought to herself. “I don't have time to play games with you Michael. Open the door so I can get in the car." Christina ordered while she placed her hands on her hips.."I’m sorry comare, I didn't mean to anger you." Michael remarked, boldly walking closer to her and wiping the blood spot off her cheek.Christina felt her stomach flip as she was filled with embarrassment. Her eyes landed on the blood on the hanky and she felt knots twist in her stomach. For some reason, she didn’t want Michael to see the bruta

Christina's eyes are still filled with sleep while she rubbed them.. she stops and tries to make her vision more clear….Her head is pounding so hard from all the wine she drank last night and wanted to grab an aspirin in the bathroom cabinet.Michael fidgets to hide the phone from her sight. He still has not sent the message to the Chief. He slowly presses the send button and drops it in the bathroom bin."Nothing comare." Michael answered. He quickly reclaims his calm stern posturewhile he confidently looks at her."Oh ok, I just woke up and you were not on the bed with me so I wondered if you had gone back to your quarters or not." Christina says with a big smile on her face. She was glad that Michael is still around."Can you please hand me some aspirin from the cabinet next to you. I have a splitting migraine from the wine I had last night." She lets out a silly smirk on her face.Michael turns around and looks for the aspirin which was tucked away in the back of the cabinet."H