Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia's Hidden Obsession : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

GIO’S POVMy head spun with the new information I was hearing, and I heard myself talking before I could shut my mouth. “Wait, you’re saying he killed his brother and framed it on you.”Zaverio didn’t look back when he responded, “Yes, he did. It took me a while to reach that conclusion and get the evidence providing that but I did, and that brings us right back here.”I tore my eyes away from the scene unfolding in front of me when Damien let out blood curling screams, begging and pleading as Zaverio dug into his eye socket with a scalpel.My eyes landed on Alvaro, taking in the marred side of his face, and I imagined what he looked like when Damien hadn’t walked into his life. A picture of a very handsome man planted itself in my head.“Mr. Damien here actually didn’t mean to kill his brother. They loved each other, and they spoke about everything including his cases. That information was very easy to pull up, and I realized even cops can be stupid when they’re hurting.”“Damien and

GIO’S POVThe news of Damien killing his brother- albeit by mistake shook the country and Kane helping him cover up the crime was not left out. The media ate up the story, milking every source until the stream ran dry.Alma’s name was cleared and the good guys were suddenly the bad guys. Riots kicked out everywhere, and a few small stations were targeted and burnt down. The people turned the case into different agendas, exploiting it however they could.That was somehow my problem, now that I had been promoted, to fill the shoes Kane left behind. It felt wrong to sit in his office when I knew how he died, and where he was- or rather how his body had been disposed.It was getting easier to stomach the reality of my new life; and I surprised myself with the kind words I spoke at his funeral. I didn’t mean any of it, but his bereaved wife appreciated it, and his children just cried along.It had been a closed casket ceremony, because the only thing they had been able to recover was his l

GIO’S POVMy trip to Spain was set in stone, so the next step was to start gathering information on Alma. It would be a waste to fly Nadine out to Spain and not find Alma.“Who did you say we were meeting again?” Rose asked, pouring herself a cup of coffee..“Antonio Ferran” I waved my hand and sighed. “I saw his letter to Alma when we raided Zaverio’s home and I drove her to his office myself.”“Antonio Ferran is a hot shot lawyer downtown; apparently that’s what the blogs stay about him, if he’s so good, why is he staying downtown?” Rose scrolled through her tab.“He works for Zaverio.” I clarified, “He’s the lawyer for the Riccardo’s and likes to keep himself out of public light.”“Remind me again why you’re working for this guy.” Rose was chatty this morning, and I indulged her because I needed her on my side.“I didn’t want to work for him initially; in fact I was one of the few people intent on hunting him down because of my sense of justice.”“What happened to that sense of jus

ALMA’S POVThe weekend passed by in a blur and Martha and I resumed work on Monday wishing for the week to roll by quickly. The shop was doing well, well enough for us to admit that we needed help.Martha wasn’t opposed to the thought of having someone around, but she had opinions about the best people to hire, and her ideas were always the best. I had an inkling that she had worked in administration somewhere because she knew how to run a business.We put out the hiring sign solely for college students, because Martha idea was to create an avenue for students to earn while they study, which was really good because all I did was work.When our college students resumed, the sudden urge to go to school almost floored me. They were different from the people I knew, Gen Z’s they called themselves, and truthfully sales did increase when I asked Sapphire, a media student to do her thing.“I don’t know how to keep up with this generation.” Martha grumbled, fumbling with the new tablet they m

ZAVERIO’S POVI was watching my men work when Von walked into my office per usual. I might as well order another table so we can share my personal work space with how often he was here.“You are avoiding me.”Was I? I didn’t know. Everything was a blur recently. “I apologize if I have been doing that, I don’t have any recollection of it.”“Everything has been a blur since Alma left.” Von threw his hands in the air. “I have no idea how you function these days, and you refuse to talk about it.”“Why are you so desperate to have me share something you think is bothering me?” I was getting tired of the same old conversation over and over again. “There’s nothing bothering me so let it go.”“We both know Alma would never leave without leaving a note or explaining why she left if she had no absolute choice but to, but she did without looking back. It has been months and she hasn’t tried to reach out once.”“Get to the point, we don’t have all fucking day.” Von wanted me to show any emotion o