Shadow

Chapter 20

Armando (Natalia's father) Pov

I walk out of the room quickly. They don't need an explanation for my absence. As soon as the meeting room is out of sight, I slow down. My breathing becomes labored, the world becomes distorted. All I can hear is Shadow's laugh in and out my head. I sit on the floor, I feel sweat drenching my body. One of my low members asks me if I am okay, I shoot him in the head and order his friend to carry him off. He was stealing my drugs anyway.

I get up slowly, and try to regain my balance. I fix my suit, and go to the training rooms.

I walk in, they all look at me. I stare at them, these are all the rookies. They think they're fucking mobsters. One starts panicking and falls straight on his face. I look behind me, Sarah, Matteo, and my advisor and recruiter Vince. I look to all of them, "come with me."

They obey, of course. We walk to my office. They all sit down.

"You all know who Shadow is ,yes?" I ask.

They all nod their heads.

"She is an underground fighter, and hitwoman. She has targeted multiple mafia's the size of ours. Do you know what happened to them?" I ask.

Vince asks, "What?"

I look him in the eyes seriously and say, "They were wiped from existence."

"I am not panicked by this petty little do gooder. That thinks that she is making a difference. However, she is still a threat. I want double surveillance, Vince. Sarah, I want you to sill be searching for my daughter and her associates. And Mateo, help these two with their tasks. God knows we couldn't do anything without you. Now leave." I say.

"Yes, Sir." They're gone.

***

Natalia's Pov

I am looking over my best hackers and techies. They are looking at Armando's mansion. Roman, Tomas, Aya and I are at a table in the center of the room.

They're using sonar mapping to count numbers, and the whole construction of the mansion. Of course I know it, but my team doesn't. We figure that we need a small black ops team. We need skilled people that follow orders. We need a team of 7, that's a good number. I've got me, one, Roman, two, Aya, three, Tomas, four.

I've got Isabella Garcia, she was a friend of my mother. She got in touch with me recently when she found out what I was doing. That's five.

And I've got Kelvin and Gonzalez. Do not ask me how I met these two idiots. They act dumb, but they could do anything. Seven.

We are all sitting at the inter table, watching our people search Armando.

Aya says, "You're brothers, what are we doing about them?"

I reply, "My brothers will be held in custody by me, not the government. I'll go from there. Why do you care, Aya?" Feeling bitchy right now.

"No reason." Except for she's fucking my brother.

I need to go lie down.

I get up and walk away, they don't need an explanation. Another lesson from fath-. Well, another lesson from Armando.

They don't know I am going to kill Armando. I watch my surroundings, and head to my room. I grab a beer from the mini fridge and sit on the bed staring at an empty spot in the wall.

I can't let Armando live. I know that much.

For my cousins, they will get second chances. The minute they cross their words, they loose one limb. That sounds fair.

After, I haven't talked to the team about this, but what if I do take over the mafia? But what if I use it to protect people. To bust druggies, and stop some violence. It takes a monster to kill monsters, I do know that much.

We would have to make money some illegal way though. Perhaps, street racing, or underground fights. That sounds nice.

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