In the classic Italian living room, where the sofas were made of self-printed luxury material, in golden and beige colour, the frame of the sofa set was golden and beautifully curved on top, and underneath the sofa set was rectangular Iranian, beautiful carpet. Charming Chandeliers were hanging from the framed ceiling, the flooring was dark wooden. There was a beautifully carved table in front of them and on either side were beautiful tables on which were placed ashtrays and in the room were vases, and decoration pieces of a lion. As reading the weighted words on Mr Hernandez's suicide note, who used to be the butler of the Armani Mansion, Edward's throat went dry, his eyes kept wide open, his sharp jaw opened and sweat formed on his wheat-toned forehead. In his thoughts, his mind couldn't accept the information given in the letter. How could this happen? This happened that day? Why didn't he tell me earlier? Maybe because of my current state. What was happening behind all this? How will Alessio handle it?
"That was the reason I kept it a secret for years, it was like a heavy stone which made my heart burdened. That was the reason I went back to the case and investigated." Samuel said in his sturdy, deep tone.
"Sam... Samuel but how did it happen?" Edward asked with a tear in his eye and a pale tone his light-hearted tone became a heavy-hearted one.
"Everything is in it my brother, I think our discussion is over now and I have given you your answers. I hope you get through it, you can call me for whatever you need. I am always there for you brother." Samuel said while being concerned, his eyes showing concern for his brother Edward.
"Hmm." Edward nodded shocked, confused, and aggrieved.
"You should get some rest for tomorrow morning, we have ample to do now. Hmm?" He said in a soft tone.
"Hmm." Edward nodded still.
Samuel patted Edward who was sitting on the smooth, self-printed sofa shocked by the details inside Mr Hernandez's suicide note. Samuel went inside his room while Edward kept on sitting there reading the letter again and again as if the wording would change but unfortunately that was not possible. Samuel's entered his room and looked at it. His room was spacious, it had a cream-coloured framed wall, warm wooden flooring, and a king-size bed with gold and beige bed set on it accompanied by medium height, brown wood and gold-bordered side tables. On the right side were a wooden drawer and a gold framed mirror hanging on top of it, with a candle stand on it. There was a window on the right side which was covered by a luxury net and silk countries of cream, sheer gold colour. Gold-framed, pink roses and green leaves on a beige colour background armchair with a glass table over a wooden frame, on top of which an ashtray was placed. The ashtray was useless to Samuel he looked at the room and sighed closing the solid, smooth, dark wooden door.
Samuel Sat on the armchair and wiped his face with his elongated, aesthetically veiny hands.
"Ugh!" He cried painfully as the wound in his heart started oozing blood again.
"What more is left to reveal? How much more secrets? How many more days to kill that vile man? What about Alessio? What about Edward now? I hope he gets back on track soon. We have a lot to take care of still, he needs to revive earlier this I, not the time to weep."
He said in his deep, husky voice. Samuel was wearing a fine-lined navy blue suit with a white shirt, they were all highly paid clothes as well as the living. This mansion is the second most expensive property in Italy after Lorenzo's mansion which they bought for their new mission. The new mansion was a beautiful Victorian-styled mansion with a wide, colourful, lush and neat lawn in front of it and a straight path from the huge black and gold main gate to the inner long entrance doors. The news was spread around the town about the rich Duke of Cambridge coming to live in Sicily. The Duke of Cambridge was none other than Samuel himself. Duke of Cambridge was a reference used by the local people who used to refer to the person amongst extremely luxurious and very well-off people. The news in this city spread faster than the wildfire in a dense forest.
The new sun rose and as soon as it rose the preparations in the Grand Lorenzo Mansion started for the upcoming meetings related to the coronation ceremony for Leonardo. Every maid from hundreds of them was working tirelessly. But everything was managed by Vincent, Lorenzo's bodyguard. The full mansion was covered with lights all over, long and the lavish dining table was prepared by the chefs. All the royal, Italian food was presented on the table, table runners were set, candles were lit, new expensive paintings and decorations were brought in all the lavish gifts from Lorenzo's accomplices all over Italy were relieved the hustle and bustle was ongoing, everything was preparing.
Not only in the mansion but also on the streets of Sicily where the decorations were made lanterns were handed down, and colourful strings were all over the streets. Lorenzo's men were doing celebratory dances and singing for their new King. Samuel was looking at the celebrations outside from the window of his living. One of Lorenzo's men, was at the gate talking to the security guard.
"Looks like the invitation has come," Samuel said to Edward who was sitting there on the sofa.
"The plan is working according to liking, news spread quite fast. "Edward said in a serious voice, Edward's light-hearted personality became a serious one after reading the traumatic letter, Although he was quick to control his emotions and work accordingly.
"Sir." Galio came inside the living room, Galio the guard of Samuel.
"Yes, Galio," Samuel said.
"Sir, an invitation for dinner has been given by Lorenzo Armani," Galio said in a professional tone.
"I shall accept the invite if it's from Mr Lorenzo," Samuel said while putting his hands in his fine-lined maroon suit with a black ironed collar shirt.
"Very well sir". Galio said and went outside.
"Will it be good to meet the enemy after a long time?" Edward said.
"We will see that," Samuel said unflinchingly.
"Samuel, what is your sharp mind planning?" Edward asked while his eyebrow raised.
"That will be revealed at tonight's dinner," Samuel said and smirked.
[Edmondson's Italian mansion]
In the morning, the breakfast table was set for Edmondson Brown and Katherine was standing beside him.
"Katherine, have you eaten?" Edmondson asked in his cold tone while eating his breakfast.
"No sir, not yet," Katherine said.
"Hmm, what is today's schedule?" Edmondson asked in a careless voice.
"Sir, the schedule is that first is meeting is arranged with the council members of Mr Lorenzo," Katherine replied while checking the diary.
"In what matter do they want to talk?" Edmondson asked in a cold and surprised tone.
"Sir, they are concerned about the takeover of the throne," Katherine said slyly.
"Hmm, I am done call them now. " Edmondson said while wiping his face delicately with the napkin.
"Yes sir and also-"
"Do what I say, I don't want to hear anything else. If you work as much as you talk, you will be more efficient." Edmondson sighed and he glared at Katherine with his darkened eyes,
"Yes sir. " Katherine nodded and went away to arrange the conference room,
[Katherine's thoughts,
You will die soon Edmondson and from my own hands.] While she clenched her fists.
All the council members of Lorenzo, came inside the meeting room one by one, they gathered at Edmondson's meeting table in the conference room of the sumptuous mansion to talk on a serious matter. All the gentlemen were elites, so were dressed well.
"What are your concerns gentlemen?" Edmondson asked.
"Sir we are concerned about the takeover of Leonardo." A man said.
"It's not a takeover, Lorenzo is handing him the throne he ruled for more than 40 years," Edmondson replied.
"It is a takeover, Lorenzo is only the puppet for Leonardo." The man said,
"Yes, Leonardo is a short-tempered man, he is even more dangerous than Lorenzo." Another one agreed.
"Lorenzo was enough for us now we have to bear his son too." another one said annoyingly.
"We can't afford to do that." A man said being concerned for the people.
"So what can we do? Or what can I do?" Edmondson asked all of them in his hoarse tone, knowing where the discussion was going.
"Sir, we think you should be more suitable for the post than Leonardo." The man dared to say which made Edmondson's mind alerted and he smiled slyly.
"You want me to rebel?" Edmondson asked in an innocent voice,
"No sir, we are closing our leader." A man replied courageously Edmondson looked towards him while joining his fingers.
"Will you support me in the meeting?" Edmondson asked sarcastically.
"We will till our last." A man raised his voice excitedly.
"Yes, we will. " The others agreed.
"Well if you insist, then you have to be patient through, some processes are time-consuming," Edmondson said in his hoarse voice.
"We can wait, Sir." The man said.
"But the results should be in our favour." A man said angered.
"They would be for sure," Edmondson said and smirked evilly.
[Alessio in Richard's office]
Alessio was participating in the training of Richard's men, he was demonstrating to take a perfect shot for newbies, being this young still he had sharp shooting skills. He shot a bull's eye on all three shots and then went towards Ricardo when he called him.
"You are good at this huh?" He said.
"I guess so. Alessio scratched the back of his head.
"The hidden business was interesting right?" Ricardo asked sarcastically.
"Hmm," Alessio replied while seeing the shooting practice interestingly.
"This politics is not a clean game, brother. " Ricardo said while smiling proudly ad playing with innocent lives was an act to be proud of.
"When you become a part of filth then there is no excuse left, we always have our free will which we can use to do the right thing," Alessio said savagely.
"Uhh, well you wanted to know about the secret mission right?" Ricardo changed the topic hesitantly after being silent on Alessio's unexpected answer.
"Hmm, I want to know that desperately." Alessio looked at him and nodded.
"Come with me," Ricardo said while walking past Alessio.
"Okay." Alessio nodded and went towards Ricardo's office, Ricardo took out a key and unlocked the door. In the office was a big painting of Sicily hanging on a wall prominently. Ricardo went there and removed the painting so behind was a big Corkboard, which had many papers, notes, and sketches attached to it, there was a red rope, across the board showing connections between different attachments.
"What is this?" Alessio asked amazed.
"This my friend is my working board. It is the one I used to fulfil secret duties or tasks. This room has access to none except me and Richard sir, and now to you." Ricardo informed Alessio.
"Okay." Alessio nodded.
"Secret mission is... "
Alessio's heartbeat was raising, he was waiting impatiently for this, he longed for the answer.
"Edmondson Brown a man who is currently Sir's enemy is trying to find Sir. He has got tight security around here to check Sir's presence." Ricardo said in a serious tone.
Hmm. Alessio replied and controlled his anger when he heard Edmondson's name because of the scene from his past when Edmondson left him and Samuel in jail and beat Alessio to death.
"Sir need to go to Sicily for a meeting with Lorenzo," Ricardo said in his professional tone.
"Lorenzo?" Alessio's eyes widened and his eyebrow raised.
"Sir's boss or you can say the Mafia King. The Mafia King who influences is from Italy to London. " Ricardo replied in his firm voice.
"Hmm, why is the meeting held?" Alessio asked.
"Title of Mafia King is given to his son Leonardo. So Sir's presence is necessary for the coronation ceremony and meeting." Ricardo exclaimed.
"Okay, so sir has to be in Sicily urgently but isn't able to go because of the security outside." Alessio summed up the entire mission to make a plan according to it.
"Hmm." Ricardo nodded and smiled.
"I have a plan if you would like to listen," Alessio said politely as his sharp mind came up with a plan he thinks will be approved by them.
"Hmm, go ahead." Ricardo nodded.