Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“Let’s go then,” He went over to his car with her bag, tossing it in the back while opening the front seat for her to go in.
Adele gave him a suspicious look as he held the door open for her.
“The front?” She pointed out that she could easily sit in the backseat with her bag.
“I like reading the expression on the faces of whoever I’m talking to. I’ll be driving, would you rather want me to turn my neck every five minutes just to look at you? I still love my life and my fiancée wants me alive to meet our kid, so make things easy for me please.” He opened the door widely. It was not an order, but a request if she went along with it.
It was not like she had a choice anyway, Adele decided as she climbed into the car Victor closed the door after her, and together, he drove away.
“So what’s so important that you literally had to ambush me on my way out?” Adele asked him, curiosity in her tone. With Victor looking this serious, it had to be worth her time.
“Lukas was attacked last week,”
“What?!” Adele shouted in shock. She was thankful for the fact that she wasn’t the one at the steering wheel else she would have hit someone by now.
With her brows furrowed and her eyes slightly widened, she asked him, vexed, “How did this happen? Why don’t I know about this?”
“Because my dickhead of a cousin wanted it that way,” Victor scoffed, “No wonder the bibles says, and I quote, ‘
Therefore let the one who thinks he stands firm [immune to temptation, being overconfident and self-righteous], take care that he does not fall [into sin and condemnation].'”
However, Adele turned to him and thundered, “And I quote, ‘enough of your Bible references and tell me what the fuck is going on!’ “
“Fine, someone sent assassins after Lukas….” He reassured her when he saw the way her face lost color, “But he escaped unscathed, perhaps, a little concussion or something close to it.”
“And then what? Who is behind it? My father? Benjamin? Daniel?” She was greedy for details. Adele didn’t want to think that Lukas’s father was capable of harming his son, but the man was unpredictable and one could never rule out that possibility.
“No, none of our family members are capable to pull that off, it was someone else.”
“Who?” Adele wanted to know, her fist clutching already as she craved to spill his or her blood already.
As Lukas’s underboss, it was also her responsibility to keep him safe even though his death would put her next in line to the throne. Not that Adele didn’t want to be boss, but not in this way. If she was going to have that position, it would be through her hard work.
“Richardo Santi,” Victor announced to her expecting that her eyes would light up in recognition, but there was nothing.
Adele thought hard about it and it still didn’t ring a bell in her head.
“Who is he?” she asked.
“Exactly,” Victor concurred, “Who is he?”
Found Out About Macy
“What are you talking about?” Adele looked confusedly at Victor, pointing to her chest and then back at him, “You were the one that brought him up and now you’re asking me about this Richardo or whatever he is?” It was fucking bullshit. Was he kidding with her?
“I’m talking about the fact that Lukas underestimates him just the same way you did right now,” Victor said.
“Well, I don’t know the dude, what do you expect me to say?”
“Lukas had the same nonchalant attitude towards him even when all evidence pointed towards him.”
Adele opened her mouth to say something, but she gave up, she was not in the mood to argue with him this morning. She would not be the reason for his mood change.
“Fine, tell me what you know about him.”
“I’m sorry,” Victor apologized to her suddenly, “It just annoys me when everyone treats the bastard so insignificant when he could end up being a thorn in our side.” He said.
“So how do you know that Richardo is the one who sent assassins after Lukas?” Adele was curious to know. He had to give her something and then they can work from there.
“I don’t have concrete but circumstantial evidence.”
…..
“Circumstantial evidence?” Adele frowned, this better be worth her time.
“Richardo is trying to flood the streets with drugs, Lukas is not a fan of such a venture. What do you think a wannabe crime lord would do to pave a way for his business to boom?”
“Murder Lukas? No, no newbie is that ballsy.”
“Not unless he has help or a reason to be confident,” Victor said, reaching for the glove compartment but Adele got to it first and pulled out folded papers from the dashboard.
Adele’s expression was set deep in concentration as she stared hard at the list of names and then information about an orphanage.
“What is this?”
“After Elijah managed to infiltrate our organization out of our own carelessness, I decided to double-check the background of our members secretly.”
“No way, that would take up to weeks!”
Adele was impressed by his attentiveness.
A smug expression appeared on Victor’s face as he said, “Make that a week.”
Adele’s jaw opened in disbelief, however, she managed to control herself; she could not let Victor get any prouder.
He continued, “That was when I stumbled upon something more shocking…” Victor turned to Adele who was staring at him with intrigue before shifting his gaze back unto the road.
“It turned out that Macy grew up in the same orphanage that Richardo’s father sponsored. What was the possibility that she handed out Lukas’s location to Richardo on the day that he was attacked?”
“Bullshit!” Adele was enraged, “You call this circumstantial evidence?! We should get that bitch by now and torture everything she knows out of her lying mouth!” She shouted in his face, worked up already and Victor had to remind her gently.
“I am on the wheels.”
“Sorry,” Adele apologized, leaning back into her seat. However, from the way that she kept tapping her feet, Victor knew that she couldn’t wait to spring into action. Just like his workaholic cousin Lukas – until Rhea came along – Adele took her work quite seriously.
She turned to him with her lips pressed into a thin line, obviously displeased that he kept such a huge secret from her, “What is your line of action? What would you have done if you haven’t come for my expert opinion?”
“Do what I do best.”