(NFTMB)Chapter 89
Alessandro
(Robyn Down)
If Nicholas Rossi was alive and in my position, I’m very sure Sebastian would be dead by now. No doubt about that.
No chance for all these tests and what not.
He would have put a bullet in him only for suspecting that he was the mole. He didn’t need to confirm.
He just needed to suspect you and you would be dead and gone.
I have known him for years ever since I was younger. I met him after the brutal overtake from my father and he earned my trust and that was how he became my right hand man.
Franco, on the other hand whom he accused of being a mole, was born into the Cosa Nostra and knows the code of silence, Omerta just like he knows how to breathe.
I don’t believe Sebastian. Not one bit.
Maybe if this was months ago I would have trusted whatever came out of his lying little mouth but not anymore.
I know better now.
I finally see things a lot clearer now. I know him for the lying dog that he is.
Ever since I’ve known Franco right from when his father used to serve my father, he had never given me any reason to doubt him or his loyalty. Not even once.
But with Sebastian, I’m still trying to think back to everything he has ever told me and now second guessing them to know if he really has been saying the truth ever since I’ve known him or if it all was a lie just like the rest.
Franco and his boys were the ones who got me the head of the princess of Russia and the ones who took the baby to the Spanish mafia.
He has no reason to betray me and neither does his boys have any reason to lie to me. I’m sure Franco has had no dealings with the scum mafia that is the Russians but Sebastian here probably wine’s and dines with them.
Who even knows if the whole Greg thing was a lie and I fell for it.
The one who had presented Greg to me as a suspect was Sebastian and I had blindly followed him and gobbled down every untrue word he said.
I had fallen for his lies like a fool and he had played me for a fool.
But not anymore.
How am I even sure that this whole Russians thing is real in the first place?
He was the one who told me that it was the Russians.
He might as well be the one sabotaging us and pinning it on the Russians.
If there really were Russians, then why weren’t they at the party shooting guns and throwing bombs like they usually do?
How much lies and deception has this idiot been weaving and as a fool I let myself fall deeper into it time and time again just like a spider’s web.
He must have seen that he was successful in making me believe that Greg was the rat and pushing me to end his life, that was why he came with another agenda.
To make me lose trust in Franco.
I won’t play the fool twice because it isn’t a role I play on a normal day and if I do, it’s not something I replay.
Not again.
I’ll make sure that this ocean of lies and deception will turn into an ocean of his blood which will ultimately be his end.
He will drown in his own blood.
He really picked the wrong mafia boss to mess with.
Him and that pepper spray wielding idiot that attacked me last night at the gala.
We shall see.
“Come on, Sebastian. You seem tense. Why don’t you drop and give me thirty”. I said with a smile as I folded my arms across my chest and watched him as a frown marred his face.
“Thirty push-ups, boss?”. He asked with surprise written all over his face.
“Don’t you know the code for these things anymore?”
“Sorry, boss. I’m just kind of stiff and unstable these days. I wouldn’t want to fall and break anything. I know how important and useful I am to you in one piece”. He was scratching his neck with a smile as his other hand was propped up at his waist.
Of course you’re important to me in one piece because I would not want to kill you in pieces. I want you alive and kicking and screaming when I kill you.
Motherfucker.
“Ahh, I get you. Like breaking a shoulder or an arm?”
“Yes, something like that boss. If I break or dislocate any of that then I can’t be of help to you as your right hand man, boss. It’ll be difficult to whip out my gun at the right time”. He said with a nervous smile.
“I see. Come on, Sebastian. Drop and give me thirty. Let’s refresh your training. Come on!”
He looked annoyed for a second before he reluctantly pulled off his jacket and dropped it before slowly bringing out his gun and setting it down, all the while my hand stayed fixed at my own gun in case he planned to catch me unawares.
Seeing as he only dropped the gun to the floor and proceeded to prostrate on the ground before starting his pushups, I relaxed my grip on the gun and instead slowly circled him as he did it with visible reluctance and a bit of difficulty.
What’s wrong, Sebastian? Can’t take a little gunshot?
Let’s find out if you were the bitch from last night now.
As I got to his side, I placed my foot on his shoulder and pressed down hard with all my might only for him to groan and collapse to the ground in pain.
I said it.
“Sorry boss. My shoulder isn’t properly healed yet”. He said in pain while clutching his shoulder like it would fall off if he let it go.
“Let me see, Sebastian?”
His eyes snapped up to meet mine immediately.
“Excuse me, sir?”
“I said, let me take a look at your wound. Do I need to repeat myself a hundred times before you hear me?”
“I’m sorry, boss”
Slowly he took off his shirt which was starting to spot a little red stain right at the shoulder.
Immediately the shirt went off, my face must have paled.
Because it wasn’t him that attacked me last night.
His own gunshot wound was from the time I shot him mistakenly.
It wasn’t a new wound.
Fuck!
It was only bleeding because my foot had applied pressure on what was on its way to healing.
“I’ll just get this checked out, boss, then we can continue later. It might get really ugly and make my arm defective in the near future if I don’t treat it now”
I like the second one better. You don’t really deserve an arm.
You don’t even deserve legs.
Since it’s out of the picture that he was the one who attacked me last night.
There’s just one more person left on the list.
“Yeah, sure. Go ahead and get that checked out to avoid infections also”
I walked out of the gym but his voice was heard from behind me.
“Are you going somewhere, boss?”
“Yes, in fact I am”
“Do you need me to come with you? I can leave this for later and get it check out after we return”
“It’s fine, Sebastian. I can handle myself. You’ve done enough”
“No, it’s my duty boss. I’ll just get a new shirt and a gauze over this and I’m good to go”
“Sebastian, stay here. I’m going somewhere personal. I don’t need you”
I pinned him down with an annoyed look and a tone that left nothing up for debate or discussion and the bitch finally backed down.
Good.
I got dressed in a fresh set of clothes and grabbed my gun before leaving.
I wonder where Victoria is? Well, I’ll just see her later, I guess.
I grabbed my keys because today I intend to drive myself and end this shit once and for all.
As I walked downstairs, I noticed the old creep, Fabiano, was in the hall.
I had no intention of paying him any mind as I had a target now and something I needed to get off my chest and hopefully off the world as well.
“Alessandro! I must have a word with you now! That wife of yours truly has no manners and no class! Where the hell did you pick that thing from!?”
From the way he was fuming and shaking in anger, I’m very sure that whatever Victoria did or said to him must have penetrated deep and struck something in him because he was livid.
Good job, Victoria.
But then again I had a place I had to be in now and I was quite impatient to find out what he had to say plus I just had no zeal whatsoever to stand and listen to Fabiano yap.
So, as he was talking and barking like an untrained dog, I ignored his complaints and walked right past him.
I didn’t even stop. Not for a second.
“Alessandro I am talking to you!”
“Answer me!”
“Stop right there!”
“You dare ignore me like air?! Like there’s no one talking?!”
“Mark my words that you and your wife will pay for this insolence and disrespect!”
“You’re nothing but a stupid boy with too much power than he can handle, Alessandro!!”
Keep on yelling like the mad man you are, Fabiano.
I don’t have the time for you and that is why I’m ignoring you.
Your time will come and then you’ll be sorry.
I could still hear him yelling as I unlocked the car door and slipped in.
Silly old fool.
I zoomed off to the one place I knew would breed answers to the mess that happened last night.
I arrived at her apartment and alighted from the car before making my way up to her floor.
As I put in the floor number in the elevator and watched it slide close several things were going through my mind but the most compelling and satisfying was the fact that if I find her guilty, I won’t spare her life.
She will pay with her life for an attack like that.
But why would she do something like that?
That’s if she is the one.
Is she Russian? Maybe the Russians sent her to find out my weakness so they can use it against me.
That’s why she went after Victoria and my baby.
Well now she’ll know what type of person I am when mad.
The elevator opened with a ding as I stepped out and walked straight to her door before pressing the doorbell.
A minute later the door opened to reveal a tired looking Robyn.
“Alessandro? What are you doing here?”
Good afternoon to you too. Am I not allowed in today seeing as I’m still standing outside your door”
“Shit. Sorry, come in”. She said widening the door and stepping aside for me to enter.
Her hot pink hoodie and shorts gave her a laid back look as she had her face free of the heavy makeup I had come to know her for which made her look younger.
“What can I offer you? Tea? Water? Whisky? Or coffee?”. She asked with a bright smile as her bright coloured hair was packed up in a bun and it bobbed up and down whenever she moved.
“Tea. Tea would be great”.
“Coming right up”. She said happily as she put the kettle on fire before grabbing a cup and filling it with water before pouring it straight into the kettle and then started to set out the cups.
Strange method of making tea but that’s her business.
“I haven’t heard from you in a while and that’s why I was kind of surprised to see you standing outside my door. I hope you’re not mad?”
“Not at all, Robyn. I just needed some peace and quiet and that’s why I came to you”
“The new wife is giving trouble already?”. She asked with a smile.
“You can say that. The baby is giving her frequent mood swings, if you know what I mean?”
“Of course, I do. I haven’t had a baby before but my brother had one of them. His girlfriend was very unbearable when she was heavy with the baby and so he would come here when it got too much for him to bear.
Just like you’re here when your pregnant wife is breathing down your neck.
That’s totally fine. You’re always welcome here with me”.
I watched her happily go from place to place, talking freely and would also swing her left arm most times.
She would come back to her laptop that was placed on the island and carefully scroll through whatever was there before typing in something and leaving.
I would like to know what she’s doing on that system. Maybe plotting against me?
“That is a relief, Robyn”
“You’re welcome. Ohh the water’s boiling”. She said before turning off the stove and attempting to carry the kettle down.
Key word to note: attempted to.
With great difficulty and a lot of groaning she carried the boiling water down from the stove and onto the kitchen island before screaming out in pain and clutching onto her shoulder.
“Is everything okay?”. I asked her while standing from the chair I was sitting in.
Her right hand which was holding onto her left arm was removed by me only to see that the hand was now bloody just like her shoulder from her hoodie.
No.
So, it is you.
“What happened to your shoulder, Robyn?”. I asked her in anger.
She was still hissing and groaning in anger as she slowly peeled the sweater from her body with discomfort and pain etched across her face.
“I was wounded last night”. She said in response to my question.
What a wonderful surprise.
A bleeding bandage was wrapped over her shoulder as she took off the hoodie and looked at it with disgust.
“This shit is still bleeding? This is unbelievable”. She said in anger.
“How did you get this kind of injury? Did you get into a fight?”
“Me? Get into a fight? Hell no”
Well, that’s true. You didn’t fight me last night, you only pepper sprayed my eyes and ran like a fool.
“So how did you get that?”
“A group of dumb men were fighting with my manager at the club last night after I was done with my shift. They were asked to leave because they touched one of the dancers when they weren’t supposed to.
So after they were ordered to leave, they got mad and refused.
I saw the commotion and got closer to ask the manager what was wrong but before I knew what was happening the one with a smashed bottle in his hand grabbed me by the throat in a choke hold and threatened to kill me.
The bouncers walked in and I stamped my foot on his expecting he would loosen his hold and let me go but instead this crazy man stabbed me on the shoulder with that thing before he was subdued by the bouncers and that’s how I got this nasty ass wound. It’s so ugly. I’ll get it removed soon, so don’t worry about it”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. The man is quite lucky that I didn’t have my knife with me, I would have cut him. It’s very ugly. I hate looking at it plus I’m no good at treating wounds. I’m hopeless”. She said with an eye roll. Turning her back to me and facing the sink to wash off the blood from her hands.
“I’m good at that actually”. I said as I slowly grabbed my gun. Thank God I already attached a silencer.
I grabbed it firmly in my hand as I stood a few feet away from her.
“Really? Thank goodness! You’re a lifesaver. At some point I was worried I was going to–”
And she turned around.
“Alessandro?”
She was scared already as her eyes stuck to my gun without blinking.
“Yes, dear, continue your story. I was really just getting interested in the lies”
“What lies? What are you talking about? And why do you have a gun with you?”
“I brought this here to kill you if you really turn out to be the one”
“The one? Which one? Can you please put the gun down? It’s scaring me”
“This scares you? You bravely walked into my house and attacked and tried to kill my wife and my baby?
“What?!”
“You had the nerve to step foot into my property and try to kill me as well? You fucking tried to blind me with pepper spray!”
“No! I never came to your house last night! I haven’t actually been to your house since the last time you invited me there? Why would you think that I would attack you?”. She said in tears.
“Well, you tell me!”
“Well, I don’t know?! I have no idea of what you’re talking about?! I was at work all through last night and that’s the truth! I never came to your house last night and that’s the truth! Please, you have to believe me!”
She slipped again,
And again,
And again.
And she still hadn’t figured out that she slipped.
“Really? If it wasn’t you then how did you know that I was attacked last night?”
“What are you talking about? Weren’t you the one who just said that now?”
“Granted, I did but then I never told you when I was attacked. I didn’t tell you the day and I didn’t tell you the time but still you managed to figure it out. How?”
That was when she realized that she messed up.
She shook her head repeatedly and still stood by the fact that she didn’t know what I was saying.
That’s fine. You will know soon enough.
“You’re scaring me, Alessandro. Put the gun down and we will talk”. She pleaded.
“No. You betrayed me Robyn and for that you will pay with your life”.
I aimed the gun at her and I noticed her eyes widened before she tried to reach for something behind her but I didn’t give her the chance.
I fired the gun immediately.
And like thrash she fell to the floor. I checked her pulse and confirmed she was dead before I decided to check out what she was about to grab.
What the hell?