The Gangster And The Hacker

Chapter 33

Unknown PoV

Flashback

I was listening to the tune playing on record player when some moron knocked at the door.

"Ma'am?" I sipped my wine and motioned him to continue.

"We found someone who can help you with these... people."

Wow, I had never thought that such a boring country would give me useful contacts.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Tell me everything about that person." He hesitated but gave me an envelope.

"What kind of idiots have I kept with me?" I muttered but took that envelope from him anyways and opened it.

Hmmm... he looks a little familiar.

"Ma'am if you didn't recognize him, he's Zane Vittorio, your past lover's nephew. And he also aided you 9 years ago with planning and plotting to kill Natasha, who somehow managed to survive that fall decades ago..." Ahh, that's why. He's the moron who couldn't take a hint. If it weren't for my friendship with his father, he would have been in hell for years now.

"And how is this fucker useful to me now?"

"He can send his people to keep an eye on those stupid fuckers who are in Spain and went there with barely taking some precautions." He smirked.

"Where's he now? And I want all his info right now."

"His main base is in a lesser known town in Spain. And Eagle is getting his info." I'm not surprised though. His father never want to be in Italy in the first place.

"Then get him on the line sweetie, we don't have all the time in the world." I smirked and finished my wine.

End of flashback

"Zane!" I faked a smile while calling him out. Smirking, he walked towards me. Ugh, we made so damn many plans but something or the other failed them. And this asshole never quits to hit on me.

I am glad that the fucker, who gave me this idea and convinced me that he's the best asset, is 6 feet under the ground and especially that I am the one who put him there, in his place.

When Zane helped me kill Natasha, his father was also there with us all the time, which must be the reason why Zane kept his thoughts and his eyes to himself.

"Dearie, let's get in shall we?" Nodding I walked ahead, fully knowing that the fucker would look at my ass.

"You just got married, so keep those looks for your wife-"

"She should be hot like you for that to happen." I rolled my eyes and replied.

"-And I am not interested. Even if I hate your wifey and want to hurt her in every fucking way possible. After all, she's- why am I even giving you explanations?! Get inside already! I don't have time for this useless conversation."

"You're no fun." I glared at him when he faked his pout.

"I would be there in a few minutes. Then we'll discuss." I waved it off.

***

"Ugh where the hell is he, on the fucking Neptune?" Waiting here for almost an hour and not doing anything got my head fucked up.

"He's here." And with that a board was rolled in by his staff.

I looked at the transparent board and the information written or stuck on it. Especially the photographs. After all they are the photographs of my most favorite crew in the world.