S7VEN (La Familia Kingpin Series #1)

13. Russian Roulette

CONTAINS MATURED, GRAPHIC SCENES, AND STRONG LANGUAGES THAT MAY BE DISTURBING TO OTHERS. NOT SUITABLE FOR MINOR READERS. DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

SEVEN

Oderint dum metuant.

Cheesy. I scoffed at the words engraved on dark oak door of the conference room where we'll be having that dreadful emergency meeting.

Let them hate, so long as they fear. Uncle Pert could be so overly dramatic sometimes and right now I want to destroy every letter of his stupid battle cry.

Nothing in our situation now screams we have the upper hand on this whole coup we are facing. Right now, kahit saan anggulo tingnan, we're on the other side of the spectrum. It's as if the words are mocking us— the Torrevillas— 'You're not that invincible, fuckers!'

At gusto kong magwala. I'm livid. Not just with the words but mostly, naging pabaya na naman kami. One of our cargos was inspected and held by the customs. Those bastards know how to strike, I'll give them the credit. This time they hit so close, Manila. Kapapasok ko lang sa The Lair nang mabasa ang text ni Onze tungkol sa nangyari.

"Whose neck I'm going to slit now? Mga inutil kayo!" Bulyaw ko sabay balibag pabukas sa pinto.

Tumigil ang lahat ng nasa kwarto sa mga ginagawa nila, napatalon pa sa upuan n'ya si Otto dahil sa gulat. They all regard me with nervous gaze. Nakapaikot sa mahabang lamesa ang mga kapatid ko't pinsan habang ang ilan sa mga Capos at hefes ay nakaupo sa mga nagkalat na armchairs, lahat tulala. Waiting for me to pounce.

"Answer me!"

"H-hermano..." si Axel ang unang nakabawi.

I shoot him daggers. Lucca, one of my Capos who's standing next to Axel, flinched. Hindi nalalayo ang edad nito kay Otto, he's a made man and one of the great enforcers we have. Territory nito ang pier.

"B-boss?"

My teeth and jaw clenched, "Start explaining both of you before I shove your heads to your asses."

Nagpalitan ang mga ito ng makahulugang tingin bago sinipat sila Otto, tila nagpapatulong. Goodness!

"Care to tell me why did one of our cargos from Russia fall from the hands of the fucking custom?" Mapanganib ang tonong tanong ko sa dalawa.

This day keeps getting better and better, I want to recreate holocaust. Isang maling sagot lang o ingay mula sa kanila may bubulagta sa sahig, that's how great my mood was today. Cue in my evil face.

"Seven.."

"I'm not talking to you, Gael," I snapped at my cousin who's sitting next to Onze. Muling ibinalik ko ang atensiyon sa nasa harapan.

Axel clears his throat, "H-hermano, someone tips them off."

"Mierda!" Naisuklay ko ang kamay sa buhok, wala sa loob na napalakad ako palapit sa mahabang table. I lean forward and place both of my hands on the mahogany table, my eyes flitted on the testosterone-infested room who can populate the whole Luzon if they wanted to.

"Don't tell me, I have a new rat to kill."

"No, Boss. No rat this time," sagot ni Lucca.

"Then what? Who pulls this act? Stop talking in circles."

"It's was our informant, Seven," singit ni Otto.

Lumipad ang tingin ko sa kapatid na balewalang iniinom ang kape.

"Fuck," I hissed. Why did I miss that? Why did I forget to ask him about the information he fed to our enemy.