Semua Bab The Mafia's Hidden Obsession : Bab 71 - Bab 80

GIO’S POVThe pinch in my lower shoulder had morphed into the kind of pain I couldn’t ignore. My shift wasn’t over so I couldn’t pop an Advil and call it a day. I was sitting in front of my computer trying to wrap up what I had done today.“You had no right to release her.” I rolled my eyes when I heard the voice of the one person that wasted one month of my time.“You don’t get to tell me what I can or cannot do, Damien.” I squinted at a misspelt name and made a note to inform my secretary to improve on her computer skills or she was going to be searching for another job.“I was the one who got us close- closer than you’ve ever been Gio, and you’ve been on this case for years.” He gloated, but his words flew over my head.“Like I said Damien, I don’t answer to you. Alma was useless to me and to the Riccardo operation. Zaverio went radio silent after you took her, and there went your fabulous plan.”“I can always go to Kane. He will tell you what I’ve been telling you for months. You’

ZAVERIO’S POV“Are you sure you don’t need any of us to accompany you.” Von asked me, tapping the hood of my car. “I don’t know much about this Antonio guy, but if they found a copy of his letter in your office, then I guess he’s part of us.”I heard the question Von wasn’t asking me and I didn’t respond. If he knew what I had done, he would shoot me in the arm. I needed to undo the wrong now that Alma was aware of another of my lies.“Antonio is the family’s lawyer. He doesn’t sully his hands with our bloody work but he deals with all the paper. My father trusted him with his life, and now that he’s dead I trust him with mine.”“I am not going to tell you how crazy that sounds. I don’t care who the guy is as long as you come back here safe and unharmed.”“You can check in with our new informant while I’m away, just to make sure she’s walking the fine straight line we painted out for her.” I knew she was, people rarely strayed from who their conscience painted them out to be. Gio was

ALMA’S POVMr. Antonio had kept me under his roof, and I had had a wonderful time with his wife and children. It didn’t take too long for my papers to be ready, and I felt sad saying my goodbyes.“You’re not going to have any trouble getting to Spain on this ship.” Antonio said as he drove. I didn’t ask why he was so sure, already catapulted miles away to the home that was mine.“I’ve never been on a ship before.”“Don’t worry about that, this is the safest way for you to travel. I can’t ask you to keep in touch because you will not be able to when you hit the waters, but try to keep in touch when you get to Spain.”I didn’t want any reminder of the place I was leaving behind, but he was the only person that could tell me how to manage the money that had been left in my care, and he had been nice to me.“I’ll try to get a phone when I get to Spain.” A burner phone of course, this was my life now. I could never have a social media account, or work anywhere that would draw attention to

ALMA’S POVIt wasn’t hard to say goodbye to the tiny room that had been home to me for one week and a few days to my daughter. The crew cooed over the baby as I walked out and away but didn’t try to touch her because she was still so small and vulnerable to a lot of things.Also, no one wanted to be scolded by Martha who was eyeing everyone with a hawk’s eye. If anyone stepped an inch out of line, Martha was ready to push them back.The direction to my new home had been scribbled on a tiny paper which I held in my hand. My bag was slung over my shoulder and my daughter had been wrapped snugly against my chest.The tiny baby stirred when someone bumped into me, but settled shortly after, curling into the warmth of her mother’s body. I got lost staring at her like I usually did, quelling the urge to drag my hand over her face.Someone else bumped into me, and stared at me like I was an anomaly; I probably was, standing in the middle of a busy street, looking lost and unsure.Seville was

GIO’S POV“It’s surprising to you here; I didn’t think you would show.” I tried very hard to not look at Alvaro’s missing eye, and I succeeded some.“In case you haven’t caught the vibe. I can’t very well decline an invitation from Don Riccardo.” I folded my hands, backing the law breaking scene unfolding below meI needed to get the hell out of here and go to a church; maybe if I talked to a father and confessed my sins, I would feel lots better. My conscience was at war with me every waking moment.“I wouldn’t advise you to do that anytime soon.” He smiled at me, tucking his hands into his loose jeans. “He has been on a depressive roll since Alma left.”“I’m surprised he didn’t shoot me point blank the day he showed up at my house.” “Zaverio is never going to kill someone who hasn’t made it to the top of the shit list. You were number two at best; which is bad, but not as bad as number one.”It didn’t take a wild guess to know who occupied that space. Damien was at the top list of