(NFTMB)Chapter 102
Alessandro
(Am I Right, Bernard?)
“Are you ready, Franco?”. I asked him while loading my gun.
“Yes, boss.”
“And the men?”
“All in position and waiting for your command”.
Good.
I tucked my gun into the waistband of my pants and the other into my holster as I looked out the window.
Everywhere was silent. Well, that was the complete opposite of what I wanted it to be.
“Franco, you and Carlo come with me. Eugene, Alfred and Gio will watch over Victoria while the others stay stationed at the mansion. Understand?”
“Yes boss. They know their orders”
“Are you sure you briefed them properly on what they’re supposed to do correctly? I don’t want any fuck ups on this”
“Yes, boss. They’ll do what they’re told to do”
“Let’s go”.
I tucked my pocket knife into my pocket as I walked out the door with my men following suit.
I don’t need cars and a troop of soldiers to accompany me.
Castleford is dead meat with just me alone. I’ll crush him.
I stood back while Franco pressed the doorbell and simultaneously pounded his fists on the door.
The fool doesn’t even have guards.
Who the fuck has a house this large and an empire that vast and doesn’t have a guard?
This fool must be demented.
Well, today is his last day on earth.
The whole place seems deserted and lonely.
Fucking alcoholic creep.
“Who the hell are you and why-“.
His words got stuck in his throat as he saw me.
He wasn’t given the chance to react or run in defense as Carlo and Franco grabbed him and took him into the house while I locked the door.
I looked around the house and I must say that I was appalled at the living conditions.
The house, if properly catered for and thoroughly looked after, would have been a beautiful place. It has a certain vintage feel and the decor was kind of old which fit right in with the entire vibe of the place.
“What are you doing?! Let go of me!”. He yelled while trying to free himself from their hold as they forced him onto his knees and Carlo held him down while Franco tied his hands around his back.
“Alessandro! What is this nonsense?! Have you resorted to torture and kidnap now?! Murder?! You brought goons into my home and tied me up?! We will definitely meet in court after this! You have really gone too far this time and I won’t take this lying down!”. He threatened
“Well, you won’t take it lying down, that’s true. You’ll actually take it kneeling down”.
I didn’t waste time before landing a punch on his face and as soon as I heard a cracking sound and then I saw blood ooze out from his nose, I knew I had done a good job.
“Shit!”. He cussed while laying sideways on the floor due to the impact of my punch.
“Search the entire house!”. I instructed my men.
“Right away!”
“What are you doing?! No! Stop that right now!”. He yelled out desperately but my men were already heading upstairs and paid him no attention.
“Shut up!”
He stopped yelling and looked at me.
“Tell me the truth, Bernard. Why did you actually buy this house? Why this one? Why so close to my home?”.
“What the hell are you talking about? I saw the property and I liked it.
Of course I have the money to buy it so I bought it. It’s as simple as that. Are you too dumb to understand that?”
“Is that so? You saw the property and liked it and then you bought it. Okay. That works for you but it doesn’t work for me.”
“Can you stop talking gibberish and untie me!
Tell your men to stop ransacking my property. This is trespassing! You and your criminals are trespassing!
Believe me, Rossi when I tell you that I will sue your ass for every penny you have once I’m out of here!”. He said in anger while struggling against his binds.
“You see that’s the thing. You’re never getting out of those ropes unless you’re dead. You’re only getting out of those binds in a body bag”. I said with a smile.
The whole color drained from his face as fear took over him.
“What are you talking about? What do you mean by that?! You walk into an innocent man’s house with your thugs and force him to his knees, tie him down and then tell him you’re going to kill him? Why? What did I do to you?! I haven’t done anything to you! Untie me, Alessandro!”
I picked up a seat from behind him as u sat in front of him and pulled out the printed evidence I had come here with.
I unfolded the printed photograph of him leaving the elevator.
Immediately he saw the picture, his eyes widened as he looked between me and the photograph.
I arched an eyebrow in return as I looked at the photo before placing it on my thigh.
“So, Bernard do you recognise who is in that photograph because strangely it looks a lot like you to me. Wait, isn’t that you, Bernard?”. I said sarcastically.
“No wait no. What are you talking about? I just went to visit a friend! My friend lives in that apartment building! I went to say hello to him and discuss some important things.”
Liar.
“Is that so? A male friend? Well I thought you might say that too. That’s why I came with this too”. I said before pulling out a picture of him inside Robyn’s apartment, looking at her dead body.
As if his eyes couldn’t grow any wider they increased in size at the photo as I thought that his eyeballs would pop out of their sockets from how he was widening them.
“This must have been when I mistakenly stepped into the wrong door. It had been a long time since I visited my friend and that’s why I forgot his apartment door. I went straight to his room immediately after I walked in on this murder scene to avoid questions from the police.
We both are business men Alessandro and I trust you understand how detrimental a scandal can be to a successful business.
Can you please release this?! These are hurting my hands!”
“You really haven’t a lot of nerve, Castleford! You have a lot of nerve to lie to me, Bernard! Well I thought you would say that too. Guess what? I brought something else ”. I said with a smile before pulling out my phone.
After that talk with mother last night, I had stayed awake thinking ahead and thinking out of the box on what to do and how to make a plan that will keep me ten steps ahead of those who tried to bring me down.
I wanted to hit them painfully and crush them when they least expected.
I had a brain storm and thought all night with Niccolo and Valentino and we came up with the perfect plan. It was fucking brilliant.
A spectacular grand plan.
But then again it wasn’t perfect enough for me. So I decided to think nine steps ahead of Castleford and that was how I came up with the possible excuses and lies he would use to try and cover his tracks and save his ass.
And that’s how I came up with this and actually thought out up to five different excuses he might use and also made up evidence to counter his lies and have him trapped in the middle of his own lies.
I knew that a coward like him would lie that he wasn’t there to pick me up if Robyn had successfully executed her plan of sedating me.
I pulled up the video footage and kept it right in front of his eyes as I watched him watch the events of that day starting with the scene of him walking into the elevator in his all black disguise.
I could even sense the fear in him from the screen as he made his way out of the elevator and into Robyn’s apartment but not before looking around the hallway in search of imaginary onlookers.
So much thoroughness for an idiot who didn’t even have the brain to check out for the cameras.
Immediately he ran out of the room and into the elevator before pulling out a phone and making a call before leaving the apartment complex.
I put the phone back into my pocket as I cleared my throat.
“Any more excuses? Because believe me when I say that I came prepared for you today.”
“No. Wait, you don’t understand”. He said desperately.
“I don’t understand? So we’re over the lies and the excuses? Wow, I thought you would have manufactured more of them.”
“Okay. I admit that I was there that day but you have to believe me that I never wished you any harm. I never wanted anyone to die or for this to reach to this point.
I only wanted you to pay for what you did to my wife. I never wanted you to die. It has always been their plan. Not mine”
“Your wife? Something that happened a long time ago? Are you fucking serious right now? You plotted with them to get revenge on me for sleeping with your wife? Can you actually hear yourself talk? And who the fuck are they?”. I asked him in anger hearing my voice rise higher.
“They as in your uncle, Fabiano Rossi, Him, Sebastian and her. That’s all I can tell you. I’m sorry, that’s all I can tell you!”
“And what the fuck is her and him supposed to mean?! Who are they?! Do I look like I am playing with you?”
“I can’t tell you! I’m not supposed to tell you! If I tell you then I will die!”
“And if you don’t tell me then you still die. Either way you don’t get out of it alive. So I suggest you better start talking!”
“Boss. I think you should see this”. Carlo said.
I looked at them descending from the stairs with things in their hands.
In Carlos’ hands was the hoodie and the ski mask all wrapped in a plastic bag as Franco held the things that Niccolo had claimed to see him buy.
So he really was telling the truth.
From the looks of things, this bastard had patched up whoever it was that I shot.
The hoodie had a bullet hole in the shoulder with dried blood all over it.
“No!”. He said in agony.
He had bought those things and was in a hurry not because he didn’t want to be caught by paparazzi but because he didn’t want to be too late lest whoever I shot dies from blood loss.
The nerve of this bastard!
I pulled out my gun in a flash and hit him across the face numerous times with it as he begged me to stop.
“Please stop! No more!”. He said in pain while curling himself up into a ball and groaning in pain.
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t just kill you off right now and damn the consequences”. I said in anger
“And boss there are a lot of female items and clothings upstairs”
“So you’ve been having a woman around?! You’ve been partying and celebrating and cheering to my downfall?! Isn’t it?! You and your whore deserve to go to hell! But don’t worry I’ll make sure you both get there safely! I’ll find her and kill her. Whoever she is and wherever she is! She’ll pay for laughing at me!”
“No! You’re wrong. You’re wrong about that. I don’t have any other woman and that’s the truth! You have to believe me!”
“Why the fuck would I believe a word that comes out of your lying mouth! My men said there’s a woman here and I believe them! Who knows? Maybe she’s actually the assassin that I’ve been looking for. Am I right, Bernard?”