The devious life of the mafia consigliere Elijah Sinclair Creed is complex.The twenty-seven years old lives in world where he is the only one who can win.Creed's calm temperament is chained in a devious and secretive behavior.With his strategic mind...
Author's POV: Elijah woke up early in the morning starting to work on his plan in his home office.
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Trying to plan everything exactly,his phone rang.It was Bruno.
"Yes?"Said Elijah with a husky tone.
A quick pause from the other side of the line intervened until Bruno spoke again"Sir,I'm really sorry to tell you this,but...Alexander is dead."
Elijah was speechless.He felt as if someone threw a knife in his heart.He placed his face in his right palm not saying anything.
"There are already some rumors that his son was the one who killed him."Bruno said being sure and then he added"He was furious and jealous,because Alexander trusted you more than him."
Suddenly Creed's heart was melting when he heard that he was appreciated which made him happy.A little smile appeared on his face.
He cleared his throat and spoke"We don't know,if it's true,but thank you for telling me."His right-hand man replied"Anytime,sir."
And both hung up.
Two days later... Even though the sun was shining outside,the indoor of the church was filled with darkness,because the entire family,mafia,allies and friends attended Alexander's funeral.
Elijah was there too dressed completely in black and to honor his leader and adoptive father for the last time.Everyone had the chance to say goodbye to him by bringing him flowers and seeing him for the last time.
Elijah approached the coffin which was large open and saw the man who helped him the most laying down there,his appearance made Elijah's eyes watering.He put the bouquet of white roses next to the coffin and uttered for the last time"Père!"
He turned around and walked outside with an emotionless expression.
After the funeral,in the garden of the church,Elijah and Ezekiel sat down at a table and started talking.
"You look tired."Ezekiel remarked with a raised eyebrow lighting a cigarette."I am!"Elijah admitted sighing."What did you do last night?"He wanted to know after letting some smoke out.
"I...celebrated."Elijah responded with a quick pause."What did you celebrate?"Ezekiel asked with big confusion in the voice."The falling of the building in the south."Elijah answered directly staring in Ezekiel's eyes.
Elijah's memories: I arrived near the building at 11:45 pm.I received a call from one of my men,Pierre.
"Sir,everything is set."He announced me."Please check everything one more time just to be sure."I requested friendly.
After 10 minutes,the he called me for the last time reassuring me"Everything is in order."I thanked before I hung up and waited a few more minutes until I looked at my watch on my left wrist and counted"Three,two..."And I heard the explosion.
"One!"I said.
I got out of the car and walked to the building.
From the far my eyes could see the fire that I setted.I arrived in front of one of the gates.I watched the building burning down and my soul shouted"I won!"
My eyes saw a few people running and screaming for help while everything was burning to ashes.A guy saw me and ran toward my direction and spoke desperately"Please help me sir,please!"I could see the desperation in his eyes.
I chuckled before I made him a sign to come closer to me and so he did.
I whispered slowly in his ear"C'est le prix que tu paies pour tes sales affaires."
I turned around and walked away gracefully.
"Please sir,help,please!"I heard him screaming for my help,but I just continued walking away.
Author's POV: Ezekiel watched Elijah shocked as he told him about the building.
"But that wasn't your task."Ezekiel commented starting attacking Elijah leaving the cigarette in the gray ashtray.
"But it was our father's wish since he asked me first to come up with a plan."Elijah responded calmly.
He stood up and wanted to walk away,but Ezekiel stop him by mentioning"Things will change...since I'm the new mafia leader."
Ezekiel crossed his arms as Elijah turned around facing him.
"So mon frère,you will have to give me your respect."Ezekiel claimed arrogantly.
Elijah chuckled while approaching him and replied arrogantly,but in a respectful way"Mon frère,you will have to earn my respect so I can respect you too.I will never kneel down in front of anyone!"
He walked away smirking letting Ezekiel with his words in his mouth.
