TROUBLE

twenty eight

Cecilia's POV

It's been a few weeks since Giovanni's death and everything has been up in the air I suppose. Rocco and Matteo have successfully hunted down Ricky, the comrade that was with Timothy that night and our very dear friend, Derek.

Giovanni was put to rest a few days ago, we all went to Italy for a couple days. We gave him a proper send off in Saldaro fashion, as well as following the Mafia traditions.

Which mostly involved drinking until you blackout or killing someone as a result.

He was enclosed int he family tomb surrounding many generations of Saldaro Capos, alongside many of the most loyal soldiers who died in honour of our family and unfortunately had no family to mourn them.

But being back in New York meant it was time for business. Hunting down the bastards who have caused all this stress.

According to my family, I am the most hotheaded which means I will be the best one for the job. Derek and Ricky were sat in cells at the Vault ready to face their new awakening from Raven herself. Although, I wasn't trusted alone so Pops, papa, Rocco, Maddox and Miles are coming to watch and make sure I don't get 'too excited'.

Camden wasn't ready to see me as Raven, which I respected, it must be hard to see your twin sister and best friend torture someone. He has decided to stay with the cousins doing surveillance.

Adriano was finally back to work, it took a lot of convincing since I didn't want to see him over- exerting himself but his argument was he was older and knew what he was doing. I of course, didn't exactly believe him so I have Morgan following him around making sure he takes some breaks.

"Mia sole, are you ready to go?" My pops knocks on the bedroom door at our new house. Yeah, papa bought a new house a few days ago, it was taking some getting used too but it was beautiful. It was big enough that the rest of family could stay here when they visit rather than going to their house here.

I nod before pulling on my leather gloves. Smoothing down my leather skirt after throwing on my leather jacket.

A whole lot of leather going on here, unintentionally.

We leave the house, meeting Matteo and Miles at the Vault.

I'm excited

***

"Joker, where's Zeke I need to talk to that fucker." I shout through the corridors before reaching his 'lair'.

"He should be in his office boss lady." He waves me off, seemingly caught up in the lab works on Tantrum.

"How would you feel coming to watch some magic kid." I wink, while he chuckles.

"Nothing sounds better, I'll meet you down there."

I leave him alone because one it absolutely stinks in there. It was a mixture of acids, blood and a combination of other shit I down even want to know.

Walking towards Zeke's office, I find them sat at the desk, frustratedly running his hand through his hair. I walk over to him taking the paper from his hands, placing it down on the desk. They looked exhausted. I felt bad for him, this was partially my fault. They has been hauled up in here trying to find out as much as possible about Niko. Zeke was my brother, as much as family as my blood related ones.

"Take a break and tell me what's happening." sighing heavily, Zeke leaned back in the chair.

"It's not great news, his father is fucking Villin. His youngest son and now heir to the dynasty. But there's something else. His mother is Marina. Your suspicions of that women were obviously correct. He is probably getting close for his own personal gain. He knows who you are, that he is your half- brother."