Chapter 4
"Uncle!" Jayden yelled, walking towards Mr. Alexander.
"How are you?" Mr. Alexander greeted the young man with a smile.
"I am great, and have I got something good for you, uncle?" The man said he was sitting on the couch opposite Mr. Alexander.
The two ladies walked inside the living room, staring at the two men.
"What's that?" Mr. Alexander asked, ignoring the presence of the ladies.
"I might just know exactly how to get you to meet Mr. Amorino's son." Jayden said it with a smirk.
"Spill." Mr. Alexander now had a serious look on his face.
"There's an international business meeting taking place next month, and he is going to be there since his father is no more." Jayden said.
"So if you can get yourself inside the meeting, then you are surely good to go." Jayden continued.
"What do you mean, IF? Getting myself into such a meeting is a small task for me.. Mr. Alexander raised his head high in arrogance.
Jayden shook his head, looking at the old man before him.
"It's not just any kind of meeting, uncle." Jayden said.
"It's a gathering of all the business underground leaders." He finished with a serious look.
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Santino opened his eyes and sat up on his bed. He looked towards the digital clock on the small lamp table beside his bed.
"12:34am"
He threw the sheets off his body, gently getting out of bed.
"O non state cercando di stere zitti o siete semplicemente stupidi." (It's either you all are not trying to be quiet or you all are just stupid.) Santino whispered from behind the curtains, quietly watching his predators enter his room.
" Capo. " ( Boss) One of the men pointed at ruffled-up sheets.
"E qui dentro, cerca attentamente." (He's inside here; search carefully.) The boss said, making a hand signal to his men.
Santino immediately stepped out from behind the curtains, grabbing one of the men as a shield, while shooting down the rest skillfully, killing each and every one of them in under two seconds.
He dropped the man on the floor, breathing heavily, before marching towards his bed.
"Rico, I have a job for you." (Rico, I have a job for you.) He said this into his phone, staring at the corpse on the floor.
"È fatta?" (Is it done?) Santino asked, looking up at the man who had just walked in.
The man nodded his head, handing over an iPad with footage on it.
Santino drank the last cup of his wine before gently dropping it on the table.
He picks up his phone, dials a number on it, and places it in his ears.
Meanwhile...
Maximo gets down from his father with a young lady in his hands. He was a little tipsy, but he could still manage.
"Non vedo l'ora di divertirmi stasera." (I can't wait for the fun tonight.) The woman whispered seductively into his ear, licking his earlobes.
Maximo smirked, wrapping his hands around her.
His phone rang in his pockets. He dipped his hand into his pocket, taking it out and swiping the screen.
"II lavoro è finito?" (Is the job done?) He asked
"I knew I didn't have to ask meaningless questions." Santino said, making Maximo's eyes widen.
"Voi!" Maximo yelled, unwrapping his hands around the lady.
"Non parlerò molto. C'è una bomba attaccata alla tua macchina, che sta per esplodere tra cinque, quattro, tre, due, OKAY.. " (I won't talk much. There's a bomb attached to your car, which is about to blow in 5, 4, 3, 2, OKAY.) Immediately after he finished, the car beside Maximo exploded.
Maximo immediately took cover, protecting himself.
"Che cazzo! Stai cercando di uccidermi? " (What the fuck! Are you trying to kill me?) Maximo yelled into the phone.
"Che cosa? Sto solo rimandando indietro il regalo che mi hai fatto, ma solo con un piccolo aggiustamento. " ( What? I am just sending back the gift you gave me, but just with a little adjustment.) Santino fakes an innocent voice.
"Fanculo!" (Fuck) Maximo yelled.
"Fuck off Maximo, non disturbarmi, ho cose imprtanti do cui occuparmi." (Fuck off Maximo, I have important things to take care of.) He yelled into the phone.
"I will leave you with this warning. I hope you understand." Santino's voice was now dangerously low.
"Just to make this clear, I will leave you with my last present." Santino said before disconnecting the call.
Maximo stood up quickly, wondering what the last present was. He looked around for any sign of danger when he felt something attached to his front.
"Ah, uh, non lo farei see fossi in te." (Ah, uh, I wouldn't do that if I were you.) The lady beside him whispered before pulling out a device with a button.
"È una bomba." (It's a bomb.) The woman whispered.
"Tell your men to move away while I slowly leave; don't try anything funny, sweetheart." The woman continued in clear English, making Maximo surprised.
Maximo nodded at his men.
A bike pulled over near them, and the lady got to her feet before slowly approaching the bike with the button raised in the air.
"I can still push this anytime, anywhere; remember that." The lady yelled before getting on the bike.
"Sorry, sweetheart, but it looks like no fun tonight; my boss is calling." The woman smirked before the bike drove away.
"Fanculo!" Maximo yelled in frustration, looking down at the device attached to him.
His phone rang again.
"You can remove it." A voice commanded before disconnecting the call.
Back at Amorino's hostel.
"Boss. " Rico walked in.
"Everything done?" Santino asked, looking at the glass of wine in front of him.
Rico nodded his head before answering yes.
" I came to inform you that you have a meeting next month. " Rico informed.
" And everyone is going to be there. " He finished, making Santino's hands stop halfway to his mouth.
He looks up at Rico, his eyes changing from there usual brown color to a darker shade.