Everyone has heard of the Godfathers the definitive representation of what it is to be an Italian Mafioso, from the dusty mountainside of Sicily to the posh New York avenues.
Some choose to leave the fatherland for greener pastures; some turn the du...
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The four perpetrators were seated on their respective chairs, hands and legs tied. They were not older than 25, all scrawny and weak like Giovanni. We followed the co-ordinates sent by Aurora. She is a genius I feel really bad for insulting her, I can never repay her for what she has done for our family.
The Warehouse was a dilapidated building, on the outskirts of Rome. Nature had recaptured what man had taken forcefully from her and the place was invaded by plants and different types of creepers growing along the walls.
The areas near the roof still had many iron rods which supported the roof, a classic remnant of old style of architecture, which was most likely used by bats during night time for perching purposes.
Adriano and I divided into two teams, leading our respective teams into the different parts of the warehouse looking for Giovanni. We scoured the perimeters for any threats eliminating any risks of a secret ambush.
The warehouse was two storeyed and it took some time to search every part of this gigantic building. Finally we reached the spot where the four men were holding Giovanni hostage. They had a few handguns but were no match for our automatic rifles and soon had to surrender after one of them was shot in the leg.
In the meanwhile Aurora and come outside hearing all the chaos and bumped into Adriano, who tasked her with escorting Giovanni to safety. After getting the main task out of the way we focused on the perpetrators.
Our men rounded them up and cuffed their hands and blind-folded them and put them in the car. Our destination: Adriano’s torture chamber.
Better known as “Torture circus” it was the master-mind of Adriano’s dad and he just took the legacy to greater heights. He improved to such an extent that it turned from a sadist’s heaven to an efficient information gatherer also a good way to peddle fear in the hearts of your enemies.
Let me describe the place. Located in a secret location, sans any proper lighting, shrouded in darkness, where you are at the total mercy of your captors. Your senses are useless and the silence is really deafening, sometimes you don’t really have to be violent with the people, the isolation makes them go crazy.
Adriano has designed different techniques, some audio-visual, and some physical that slowly and steadily break down the prisoners.
After we reached the torture circus, I asked Adriano what will happen this time, he said “Brother, just wait and watch, it all depends on the prisoner and how they react. I know you have heard great tales from me about the torture circus, its time you see the deeds with your own eyes, your time has come!” he chuckled.
He seemed like a man possessed by the devil at the moment, willing to go to any lengths to get to the bottom of this. Thinking of it really warmed my heart, we were like a family.
The abductors were taken inside and their ordeal began. First they were stripped of all clothing, except the undergarments and any item found on them was confiscated. The blindfolds remained.
Then began the intense round of questioning, led by me. Adriano wanted me to lead the questioning and leave the torture tactics to him. “Who are you and what connection do you have to Giovanni?” I screamed. There were no answer only whimpers from the men.
I asked again. No answer. After a pause of few moments, I roared “You think this is a joke? Huh, If you don’t answer this time I will cut your balls and feed them to my bulldog”.
Adriano bought a heated tong and pressed it into one of the men’s thigh and he screamed in agony “Aaah please stop it stop it, it hurts hurts, I will tell you everything” Adriano pulled the tong away and the man spoke.
“We are his junkie friends from high school. We do drugs together and it’s us who introduced him to the world of Colombian powder a.k.a cocaine. It started off as a way to do cool things and have a good time and we did it every weekend before it consumed our lives.” He went silent.
“That’s all?, tell me more, why are you quiet?” I showed him the tong and he responded like Pavlov’s dog. “When he escaped the rehab, he wanted to get high so we decided to meet up at our regular place”
“So why did you kidnap him and take him to the abandoned warehouse is that your regular place or that was your location for keeping him hostage?” Adriano interjected.
The boys remained mum and no one said anything. Adriano slapped them all repeatedly and finally one of them spoke up, fearful of any dangerous consequences.
“We were short on drugs and our cravings were reaching a crescendo, we didn’t have any funds and we needed to get high somehow. Some men from Mexico representing the Sinaloa cartel were in town they made us do this. They promised us regular supply without any payment. We befriended Giovanni and followed their orders from the start, every step was as per the instructions.”
“Are you sure?, do you guys even know what you are saying” I asked them, I couldn’t believe my ears that Sinaloa cartel was behind this. They were our Allies in the American subcontinent and we had good relationship with the Sinaloa cartel.
I knew Alejandro personally he was a thorough gentleman and also a alpha male, he won’t stoop to these levels. Yet these allegations were serious and it was hard to believe they were lying after the torture they had been through, still it was possible they were brainwashed by someone to create a rift between us so that we fight amongst each other instead of co-operating and end up disrupting the market. You don’t ruin years of good relationship on the word of some junkies.
We couldn’t just act on this information without thorough verification. We cannot just take their word on this matter, there is no concrete proof and they are junkies they would do anything to just get out and get their fixes, after all that’s what matters to them.
I spoke to Adriano “Bro, we cannot just take their word on this matter; this could be a setup a trap to divide us by the higher ups of the underworld the ones who hide in the shadows and use puppets everywhere to control We need to verify this and be absolutely sure, one little mistake can ruin years of relationship in the snap of a finger”
Adriano remained silent musing over it. I waited with baited breathe for his reply. Finally he spoke up: "Bro I agree, any action taken in rage or haste could come back to bite us in the ass. We will get to the bottom of this but first we need to deal with the matter at hand”. He said pointing at the boys.
“I don’t know, my mind is more concerned about Giovanni at the moment.” I said exhausted. “Well you go to my mansion and meet your brother, I will take care of them” he said coldly. I smiled and walked out knowing very well what will happen with the boys, the usual mafia treatment for scumbags: death.
