Chapter 18 third POV
I used this POV to explain some things.
A few days later,
A meeting was held at the underground station.
Many were present, with each of them dressed in black. The news just got to them that; their boss will be coming over to discuss something with them.
For the past seven years, no one has seen the boss’s face. He’s always in a mask and his right-handed man too was not spared from this.
They were all seated when the mafia boss entered. They all rise to give him his honor.
Within five minutes, the meeting commenced with a man walking forward to collect some written documents from the boss right-handed man.
The man who had stood up took the letter in his hands and read it out with the help of a public address.
* The bosendsend his greetings to all members.
* The boss wished to bring to our notice that he needs someone to be planted in Las Vegas against Damien. And also a mafia cartel, he’ll be funding the cartel, and he wants Damien to be pushed to the end of losing.
When everyone heard the news, they were happy and would have loved to go since the boss will be sponsoring them. But, Damien?
Damien was the least of the person they’d want to mess with. They heard he’s ruthless in his dealing. He would feed your offspring to his dogs.
*Damien is in the prison. But his son Robert has been the one in charge of his business ever since his arrest in the last five years. I’m sure the son is not resting either, they might be looking for ways to make him escape from jail.
*It wouldn’t take more than a second to wipe him off the Earth but, I want him to pay for every one of his sins, I would love for him to watch how his offspring would also be fed to the dogs which I’ve reared personally for him and his family.
* I need to frustrate him so that their attention will be distracted. The one I assigned to their business should report.
The man in the suit conveyed the boss’s message to the audience before turning around to take a bow. He walked off to his previous sitting position.
A man stood up to volunteer himself for the job.
Boss was the number one mafia lord ruling in both New York and Las Vegas. His identity was unknown as he will always put on a mask.
Every one of the people present in the meeting was one-way help by the boss.
The boss found them at the brink of death, nurtured, fed them, and gives them life by empowering them with monies and company.
His name rang in every household in New York, every trace to get to him was futile. He is a very skilled man who never leaves any traces unless he chooses to kill his predator.
The meeting was closed and everyone returns to their home.
***
Jack arrived at the bar late in the night to get some things done.
As usual, he’s going to get drunk and get home waking up the next day to go to the gym.
Cardi walked over to his side to hug him tight from behind but his aura was too cold for her that she just tried not to create unnecessary drama for herself.
“Why get drunk when you can have me fucked all around?” Cardi breaks the silence that was between them but Jack seems lost in his drinks.
“Bartender!” Jack called without taking his gaze off the drink in his grasp.
Cardi thought he was proving hard to please. She’ll show him that, there are a lot of men who she had to seduce over to her side and get them, maid with her.
This man in front of her had taken her up from the bar while they were being auctioned the previous night and never touch her.
He paid a huge amount for her and also compensate her for not touching her. Ever since that night, she wondered if such men still exists in the world.
“Are you impotent?” Cardi instinctively questioned because she was feeling perturbed by the fact that she has been caressing him, yet he showed no sign of being aroused.
Jack ignored her and stared at his bulgy cock. Cardi traced her eyes down to jack’s cock.
Jack hissed as he took a glance at his wristwatch. “Bona fide will be lonely. I should get going now.”
Cardi looked at him and furrowed her brow in disdain.
***
Cardi was walking home after closing so late from the bar. She walked carelessly to her apartment, probing the key to the door lock. When she opened the door and get in.
She was dragged by a fierce hand and a kick was sent across her tummy. She keeps getting kicked until she starts spilling blood from her mouth.
“Bitch!” The cold voice scorned wrapping its hands around her neck and tightening his grip.
Cardi was finding it hard to breathe as she was choking to death. ” I told you to find me who is the owner of that pack and not fuck around to be auctioned.” He released his grip from her and she coughed out blood, wincing in pain.
“I’m doing my job.” She muttered in a faint voice with her hands tightly wrapped around her neckline.
“Bitch! Just shut it!” His voice was cold and commanding.
“I bet you want me to hand over your brother to the gang? Huh?”
“No, please. Don’t do that. I’ll try my best to find out who the owner is but I’m not permitted to go in. The bartender isn’t giving me attention unless they need me to satisfy a client.” Cardi tried to explain but was cut short.
“I don’t give a fuck! You find me who the stupid owner of that bar is and I’ll ensure that your brother is not jailed.”
He walked through the kitchen and the sudden slammed of the Kitchen windows made it dawn on Cardi, that he must have gotten inside her house by following through the kitchen.
She heaved a sigh walking over to where the switch is to turn on the light. After switching on the light, she walked carelessly to the mirror stand to check on her reflection.
“Fuckin bastard!” She yelled in disdain staring at her ruined face…
What the fuck has she done to deserve this? She was only trying to save her brother from being handed over to the eagle’s mafia cartel and did she wants him to be in jail because he was almost killed?
FBI George only told her to find the owner but had she known that she’ll be turned into a punching bag? She wouldn’t have agreed to the terms.
Her brother may go to jail for all the care, and he might be secretly handover to the eagle’s cartel but that is none of her business. He was the one who had soiled his hands with stuff he isn’t supposed to.
The last time was a rough gangbang by some creepy men he brought along with him.
“Hmm…” She heaved a heavy sigh walking over to the bathroom so she could get her face treated.
Her name is Cardi Anthony, from London. She and her brother were the only children of their parents before they get killed.
Her mom made her vow to protect her little brother from any problem.
Gullible her! She was stupid and naive when she has done that.
Her brother was the worst person on Earth who has made life so frustrating for her. She dropped out of school to sponsor him but yet has nerves to join a bad gang.
His gang messed up with the wrong gang which is the eagle’s mafia cartel. There was no day without each of her brother’s gang being shot dead.
At one point she got so scared to sleep in the house with her brother. Jerry, one of her brother’s friends was shot alongside his mom and younger sister who was just thirteen years old.
At a point, she didn’t know how but her brother get arrested over drug issues with the eagles’ mafia cartel sending threatening letters to have him killed in jail if he ever mentions their names.
Yeah, that’s it. Hendrick knows those people but is afraid to call out their names because they threatened to also kill him if Hendrick is not released from the prison yard.
Frustration and confusions eat through her skin. “Ouch…”She moaned as she apply methylated spirit on her fresh wounds with the cotton wool.
**””
Jack gets home past midnight, whipping his phone from his pocket to place a call across to his right handed man.
On the first ring, the call was picked up. “Hello, sir…”
“Cardi, the girl at my bar.” Jack paused exhaling the air out of his nostrils. “I need information about her.”
“Yes, boss!” Jack hang up the call and called on Bona fide.
“Bona fide?” He called in askance and pleasures.
He has named the dog Bona fide because dogs don’t betray their master rather, they’ll display their loyalty even to the point of death.
He walked over to his kitchen to yank the refrigerator open. He brings out some leather bags and dropped them on the table. Slowly, Jack removed the stuff that was in it and placed them on a plate.
He brought the plate closer to Bona fide who didn’t wait any longer before he devoured the intestines lying on the plates in front of him.
“Yes!” Jack muttered. That was how he was going to feed Damien’s intestines to his dog to serve him a lesson.
Jack sauntered into the bathroom to take his bath. Under the cold shower, he permits the water to cascade down to his body. He recalled his past.
Funny enough, people just talked to him as if he was a nobody.
Flashbacks,
Jack Royce was sitting in his office at Intel and Touche limited when his phone beeped.
A coy and devilish smile crept up his lips. A spy was caught among his crew. “Whew…” He blew the whistle. “Time to teach some lessons,” Jack whispered and stood on his feet to get out of the office.
He could still remember how Rico was his secretary then. At the remembrance of Rico, he smashed his fist into the tiled wall.
He remembered how Rico would always accompany him and flashed his smile. They both drove to his warehouse where the spy was tied.
The greatest mistake he did was to kill the spy. He could still remember the look on the spy’s face when he brought out pliers to cut off his fingers and toes if he doesn’t say anything.
He never knew the man was innocent, he never knew that he has a trust issue then. He was so obsessed with Rico that he didn’t care what other people are saying about him.
“Boss, I’m not a spy. I’m not the one who has made the call.”
” I hate lies viper!” Jack remembered how he had shut him off with his impatience. He remembered how the man has tried to point at Rico and he just lost his peace and punched him in his face.
“Keep shut. How can Rico go against me? He’s always with me and by my side. You’re going down alone.” He had yelled at viper who was trying to show him the real green snake.
“Rico!” He had called out of trust.
“Yes boss,” Rico replied to him as if he was loyal.
“I need you to get a bullet lodged into his forehead.” Jack had ordered.
He could see the look on viper, he was shrugging his head negatively.
“Pau…” The sound of the bullet resonated in the empty warehouse with viper’s brain spilling around.
Now to the present, Jack regrets his actions. He was furious that he was stupid and didn’t realize when he had slumped his head into the hard wall.
Shrill silent noise resounded in his ears as that was the last thing he could hear.