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While Michelangelo was busy flirting with Renata, Vicktor was busy trying to figure out who was behind the attacks. Stephan was cross-checking every man in his Odal book and trying to figure out who bought those men. Were they bought by a single entity or different people? Was the attack done by a single faction or was it a group effort? As per Michelangelo’s suggestions, the photographs of the men were altered to look like their childhood pics. Stephan and Vicktor were cross-checking with every Odal. They had to start looking for their files from the beginning. No one knew which year they might find the boys’ pictures. Stephan talked to every Consigliere, and no one had any clue who attacked the nominees. Everyone swore that their Cosca had nothing to do with the attacks. If no one from the Cosca had anything to do with the attacks, then who attacked the nominees, and that too with the help of Odals? Someone was fishy about this matter and Stephan had to find it out. Year by year e
The toothbrush in Michelangelo’s mouth stopped. The foam was all over his lips and the TV screen. Severino’s mouth was open. He was staring at the TV, but his hands were in his pocket looking for his phone. He had to call Vicktor immediately. “Julie! What can you tell about the association of this case with SMS?” asked Adam. “It is said that Tikhon Kuznetsova has some slaves, and they are branded as Odals. When those people are asked about that they deny that Tikhon had anything to with it. People with the word Odal on their body have been found all over the world and Interpol and police from many countries believe that SMS is behind it. But no one has found any definitive proof. No witness nor any evidence is there. Still, Interpol is going to question Tikhon. We have also heard that Tikhon is going to retire. There will soon be a power gap ready to snatch. Police believe that the killings are the start of the grab,” replied Julie. “Vik! Vik! Are you watching this?” shouted Severin
“What? What?? What is happening?” Severino came running as Michelangelo shouted.“Girls! Yoshiro! At their place!” shouted Michelangelo from his room. Soon he was out wearing a white shirt with black trousers. He hid his gun under his jacket and grabbed a brass knuckle from his arsenal.In the meantime, Severino called up everyone who could reach Renata’s home quickly and gave them her address. He told them to be loaded with guns and ammunition. He even called up his guards at Renata’s residence, but no one was picking up. It meant real trouble.Severino too ran and changed his clothes. He grabbed his guns and placed them both under his jacket. He then grabbed his favourite weapon, a baseball bat with nails sticking out of the head.Both ran to the SUV and Michelangelo kept looking at the phone’s screen to see what his camera would catch.“No! No! No! No!!!” he shouted at the top of his lungs wh
“You!!!” Michelangelo was taken aback. “You did all that!” he was already frozen but every word out of Yoshiro’s mouth gave him a shocking shock.“You were the one behind every attack? You killed Xiaojian? What is wrong with you?” shouted Michelangelo. “Don’t lecture me, I know you want to be the Supreme Boss too,” said Yoshiro.“You are wrong, I don’t. If you are doing this because you think I want to be Boss, don’t. I never want to be the Supreme Boss. Please let everyone go,” said Michelangelo. “You think I am fool? Tikhon Boss liked you. I could see in his eyes,” said Yoshiro.“What the hell are you talking about?” shouted Michelangelo. “You have taken steps to start making money. Don’t deny it. That’s why you approached her. She will work on your business and that will make more money for you,” said Yoshiro.“You idiot! That is my business. I have always been working on my business. Are you really out of your min
Renata grabbed Michelangelo’s hand and caressed it softly. Michelangelo was angry at Yoshiro, but the moment Renata touched him, he melted. His anger went out the window and he sweetly looked at Renata who was caressing his hands. Michelangelo looked at his hand, the brass knuckles had bruised his hands as well. There were a few cuts too. “I am fine,” said Michelangelo. “No, you are not. You are hurt. You are hurt because of us,” said Renata with tears in her eyes. “Are you kidding me? You are hurt because of me,” said Michelangelo and touched her cheeks carefully. He didn’t want to hurt her even more. Yet she flinched with pain. “Girls! Are you alright?” asked Michelangelo. All nodded at him. They were too shocked to speak. “Sev! Take care of them. I will deal with him,” said Michelangelo and grabbed Yoshiro by his hair. “But your hand…” protested Renata. “I will take care of it, I promise,” he softly placed the back of his hand on her cheek and caressed it again. “You have to
Tikhon was pacing up and down in the hall of his huge mansion. His hands kept going to his moustache and he kept twisting the end of his handlebar. He was under the radar of the Interpol. He was questioned all day, all night the previous day by the police. He was furious. On one side he had to deal with the police and on the other, he had to deal with the repercussions of the nominations. Someone was ending the competition and he had no idea. He had to find out soon. That competition made everyone aware of the SMS. He just wanted an heir but now every eye was on SMS and its dealing. He didn’t like that at all. The mafia syndicate was hidden from the world. They were doing their job easily and silently. But because of his branding every slave and then killing of those slaves brought everything to light. Maybe his retirement was going to bring his downfall. He was strict while handling the business and knew he had to show his strict self to everyone again. How dare someone defy him? W
Michelangelo didn’t want to know what Tikhon was going to do with Yoshiro. He had no interest in that. He only wanted to race back to his girl. He had no concern for Yoshiro or Tikhon, he only had concern for Renata and her injuries. He saw with his own eyes how Yoshiro treated her. He wanted to give her his shoulder to cry on. He moved towards his car and took half his team with him. The rest of the team was taking care of Yoshiro’s goons. They too had to face the wrath of Tikhon with their master, Yoshiro. Michelangelo soon reached Renata’s house where he saw Severino taking care of the girls, and everyone was patched up. Police were still there trying to get statements from everyone. The girls knew only about the assault and not the killings. They were too distraught after they heard that Yoshiro killed every guard. Valentina was sobbing on Hazel’s shoulder and talking with the police. “Everyone out!” commanded Michelangelo. All looked at him and within seconds the house was emp
Michelangelo and Severino were staring at the girls who had their mouths open and eyes widened with shock. They were oblivious to the world around them. They were in the smack middle of the mafia world, and they had no idea about it. Hell, they were almost killed by one of the members of the mafia. “You are kidding, right?” asked Ambrosia. Even the fearless gulped with fear. “I wish I was kidding. I am sorry again,” said Michelangelo. “Get out! Get out! Now!!!” shouted Hazel. Michelangelo looked at Renata. She opened her mouth, but her lips quivered, and nothing came out of her mouth. Was she trying to stop him? Was she trying to send him away too? “Hazel?” Severino was shocked. “You knew if you got involved with us, that might hurt us, that might come to bite us in the ass. We were held at gunpoint. He hit us, he assaulted Ren, and all you can say is sorry. We are thankful that you helped us, saved us but that does not make everything right,” said Hazel. “Hazel!” exclaimed Same