Lucas struggled with all the information pouring over him trying to stay awake and focus on King Pius, meanwhile Angelo, Corteo and Bradley still tense after Fiona's escape argued time to time on the topic of abducting her.
Bradley tensed and angry on Corteo's action shouted, "I am telling you that fucking woman will sell our information to Camorra!"
"Fiona won't do that! How many times do you need me to tell you that?!" Corteo barked back.
"Don't you know a little too much about her in just one night!" Bradley shouted trying to accuse Corteo of being a traitor.
"Did she let you do something naughty? Is that the reason you keep advocating for her!?" Bradley roared with a tense smile.
"Don't get too full of yourself!" Corteo yelled back while picking up a kitchen knife in his right hand.
Corteo started moving towards Bradley who was standing near the staircase with the knife tightly gripped in his hand, his murderous intent could be clearly seen on his face.
Angelo came crashing through the door pushing Corteo away, "NO FIGHTING! NO FUCKING FIGHTING!" "How many times do you need to me to tell you! Stop your senseless fighting!"
"I am going to the red shirts meeting hall; don't you dare create a ruckus in front of customers!" Angelo warned them.
"Fine! I am also coming with you then". Bradley added.
They reached the meeting hall, members sat in their group talking about all the tragedies they suffered in such a short time.
"I can't believe Cavour was the leader of Crowned in Shadow group."
"Do you believe that bullshit?! Barboligo was a dumbass, I don't think we can believe him".
"But who was the strange person who shot Barboligo from the back?"
"I heard someone say that he was a member of Crowned in Shadow, He must've shot Barboligo for revenge."
Everyone chattered and shared their own thoughts; The organisation was now in two parts. One, who support Cavour's death while the others who think that Barboligo was an ignorant man, and they can't take him for granted.
Cutting through the chaos a voice came, "Silence please everyone, while we acknowledge that the organisation has suffered a big loss which can't be set aside, we also need to know recognize that anyone of us could be their next target!"
It was the advisor of Camorra, Mr. Acciai. It was a rare sight to see him taking the stand.
"Sir Garibaldi has already made his way to the west, I believe it's for the best that Sir Garibaldi hide till the time we are able to kick this notorious group on their ass and throw punish them for their sins!" Acciai added to his speech.
"The leader ran away?!"
"How are we supposed to stand strong when even the leader is not safe?"
"Thats bullshit!"
"I have a family! I can't risk my life for nothing!"
"I am leaving!"
"Me too" "Me too" "Me too"
Chaos started to build up, Members removed their red hats as they left, removing their hats reflected their disappointment in the organisation and the leader. Meanwhile Angelo stood in the dark corner smoking a cigar, his signature demonic smile still on his face.
Angelo and Bradley also made their way out the meeting hall, "Everything is going according to the plan" Bradley spoke in amusement.
"Hush! be silent someone will hear you" Angelo complained.
They were on their way back to the pizzeria when Angelo decided to buy a pack of cigarette from the shop on street, Bradley felt his feet hitting into something. He leaned downwards to check what was that, it was no one other than Fiona! She was Lieng there drunk with an empty bottle of booze lying beside her.
"Goddamn! It's that woman! Angelo! Angelo!" Bradley exclaimed in immense joy.
Angelo leaned downward and saw the woman lying there, Angelo showed no reaction, but he certainly did have a sense of relief on his face.
"Lucky day Bradley" Angelo said while he removed the seal of cigarette's pack.
"Pick her up, we are taking her with us" He added.
Bradley picked Fiona up in his arms, while they marched towards the pizzeria Bradley kept staring at Fiona's face with visible murderous intent.
Vivid, beautiful hallucinations flashed through his mind. He would flog her to death with a rubber truncheon. He would tie her naked to a stake and shoot her full of arrows like Saint Sebastian. He would ravish her and cut her throat at the moment of climax. Better than before, moreover, he realized why it was that he hated her. He hated her because she was young and pretty and sexless, because he wanted to go to bed with her and would never do so, because round her sweet supple waist, which seemed to ask you to encircle it with your arm, there was only the odious scarlet sash, aggressive symbol of chastity.
"Might just kill this bitch" Bradley muttered.
Angelo gave a slight side-eye, "This dumbass is going to die" Angelo sighed.
Bradley's character is unpredictable, not even Angelo can control him, Bradley is a gun and the next moment he is a rose. One thing is for granted touching him will hurt anyway.
Fiona woke up in a dark corner, "Where is my booze, Mama? " She spoke unconsciously. "Not again!" Fiona yelled loudly".
"It's that storeroom again! I hate the smell of this expired pizza sauce" Fiona added.
Angelo had already installed a new locking system for the storeroom, killing any chance for her to escape this time. Corteo stood with a sad face, "She is stupid" he murmured.
Bradley kept laughing on Corteo, "How does it feel to know that all your hustle to plan her escape was just waste!" Corteo laughed loudly.
"Your sweetheart is back for you Corteo" Bradley added with sarcasm.
Angelo offered a cigarette to Corteo, "Take a long breath man smoke this, bought it in morning quite a premium brand".
"Kill it! Thats a one-euro pack, Cheap as fuck" Corteo sighed.