THE MAFIA DON AND HIS NUN

[Alfred’s Villa]

Alfred was standing by the window in his room, with a glass of wine in his right hand.

He sipped the wine as he stared outside the window with loads of thoughts roaming in his head.

A knock on the door disrupted his thoughts.

“Come in.” He replied.

The door opened and Viper walked in. She walked towards the window and stood beside Alfred.

“Drinking alcohol in the afternoon? That’s new.” Viper said.

Alfred chuckled lightly.

The both of them remained quiet as they stared outside the window.

“Something bothering you?” Viper asked, after a brief silence.

“No.” Alfred replied, taking another sip.

Viper scoffed at his reply.

“I know you better than anyone else, Alfred.” Viper said, “Ever since that man told you that Dante has an adopted daughter, you’ve been looking worried. Why?”

“I am not worried about Dante’s adopted daughter. I just want to know where and who she is.” Alfred replied.

“If I may ask, why do you want to know about her whereabouts and who she is?” Viper inquired.

Alfred diverted his gaze to Viper when she asked him that question.

“So that I can use her as a bait to get Dante.” Alfred answered

Alfred’s phone beeped inside his pocket. He took his phone out and saw a message from Caesar.

“I have to go.” Alfred said, after reading the message. He walked to a table and dropped the glass cup on it.

“Where are you going to?” Viper asked.

Alfred took his car key from the table and faced Viper.

“Somewhere you shouldn’t be concerned about.” Alfred replied, then he walked out of the room.

Alfred got outside the mansion and walked to his garage. One of his men opened the garage and Alfred stepped in.

Series of expensive cars filled the garage. Alfred pressed a button on his car key and a Bugatti beeped.

He got inisde the car and drove out of the garage.

“I’ll be going alone.” Alfred said to his men.

The gate opened automatically, then Alfred stepped on the accelerator and drove speedily out of the compound.

Viper was staring at Alfred through the window.

“Where is he going to?” She muttered as Alfred’s car drove speedily out of the Villa.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

[Los Angeles Crime Force]

Brad was the only person inside the training room. He was furiously landing punches on a punching bag.

He was thinking about Theresa and her secret mission. He was deeply worried about Theresa but there was nothing he could do.

He was angry at the fact that there was nothing he could do to help Theresa. So he decided to vent his anger on the punching bag.

Brad stopped what he was going when heard the door opening.

The general walked in and Brad saluted him immediately.

“Good morning sir!” Brad saluted.

“Morning Brad.” The general replied, and he checked his wristwatch.

“Today is tuesday, and according to our routine, we don’t train today. So what’s wrong? Something bothering you?” The general asked.

“No, I’m fine. I just decided to do a few training in order to stretch my muscles.” Brad replied, and the general nodded.

“By the way, where is Theresa? I haven’t seen her since I arrived this morning. Is she alright?” The general asked.

“Yeah, Theresa is fine. She is absent because she is on a mission.” Brad replied.

“Mission?” The general raised his eyebrows in confusion. “She wasn’t given any mission so what mission are you talking about?” The general questioned.

“The mission to bring some criminal organizations to justice.” Brad answered.

“Okay then, I hope she’s fine wherever she is.” The general said.

“Theresa is an iron lady. I believe she can handle whatever challenge she faces.” Brad assured.

“If you have the chance to get in touch with her, tell her not to hesitate to call for backup whenever she needs it.” The general said.

“I will, sir.” Brad replied.

“Alright then, enjoy the rest of your day.” The general said.

“Yes sir.” Brad saluted, then the general walked out of the training room.

“Whatever you’re gonna do Theresa, I pray it doesn’t get you killed.” Brad muttered.

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Alfred drove to a desolated area. He parked the car in front of a tall building, then he alighted from the car.

Two hefty men stood at the entrance of the building with dangerous weapons in their hands.

Five men were also standing on top of the building, holding snipers in their hands.

“Welcome boss.” The two men at the entrance bowed and greeted Alfred as he approached them.

One of the men opened the door, then Alfred walked inside the building.

Inside the building were huge containers which contained hard drugs. Large crates containing guns and other deadly weapons, were also arranged inside the building.

Various men were patrolling the place and they all bowed when Alfred walked in. All the men wore black suits with an eagle pendant, hanged around their neck.

Alfred climbed up the staircase which led to second floor. He walked past different rooms till he got to a certain room.

Alfred twisted the door knob and opened the door, then he stepped inside the room.

Caesar was deated in a chair while a guy stood beside him.

The both of them stood up and greeted Alfred immediately he walked in.

“Who is he?” Alfred asked, referring to the guy standing beside Ceaser.

“His name is Donald. The spy I sent to an organization working under the Marcel family.” Caesar answered.

“Alright.” Alfred nodded as he sat down on a chair, in front of Ceaser and Donald.

Alfred removed a stick of cigarette from it’s pack, then he placed it in between his lips. Ceaser brought out a lighter and lit the cigar.

So, what’s he got?” Alfred asked after he blew out rings of smoke from his mouth.

Donald cleared his throat, then he spoke up.

“Yesterday night, my boss was having a conversation with someone, inside his office. I stood outside the office and eavesdropped on their conversations.” Donald said.

“What were they talking about?” Alfred inquired.

“I heard them saying that a shipment will arrive in a week’s time.” Donald answered.

“What’s will the shipment contain?” Alfred asked.

“The shipment contains fifty crates of snow and ten briefcases filled with real diamond stones.” Donald replied.

(PS: Snow is a nickname for hard drugs such as cocaine)

“Fifty crates of snow and ten briefcases filled with diamond stones. Are you sure that what you heard is correct?” Alfred asked.

“Yes sir.” Donald nodded.

“When will the shipment arrive?” Alfred questioned.

“Next week tuesday, at Los Angeles port by 10:00pm.” Donald answered.

“Good job.” Alfred complimented and nodded at Ceaser.

Ceaser operated his phone for some seconds, then Donald’s phone beeped.

“I just transferred ten million dollars to your account as your payment.” Caesar said.

Donald nodded in aporoval as he confirmed it on his phone.

“Continue doing your job and inform us whenever something comes up.” Alfred said.

“Yes boss. Thank you.” Donald replied and bowed his head.

“You can leave.” Alfred said, then Donald walked out of the room.

“Now, I am one step ahead of Dante. I will make sure I take everything that belongs to him before killing him.” Alfred smiled darkly, as he blew out smoke from both his mouth and nostrils.