Sage Roman. The Mafia Princess of the Italian's. The only little girl to be born in several generations. She was the light of the Roman families lives. Except for her mother Elaine. She grew jealous of her daughter getting the attention of not only...
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My mother let out a gasp covering her mouths "mija just got back and they are already in trouble." she mumbled.
"Yeah, and there was a crash. the other people in the car were dead. We don't know if they are injured or-"
"Dead." Miguel said in a cold tone.
My father cleared his throat and stood up.
"The way Angelo has it in situations like this, I am temporarily the Don of the Italian Mafia. We need to leave now, whoever took them could be on us next." he said grabbing my mothers hand and bringing her into his side.
My brothers and I followed suit grabbing our stuff and making sure to stay together. It wasn't like we couldn't hold our own. But if something were to happen we would be totally unprepared and then both the Italian and Mexican Mafia would be at risk. Not just that but we don't know who knows that the Romans are missing. Enemies could see this as a chance to try and find a way to do something. That would not help the current situation whatsoever.
Once we got to the car we immediately took off into the direction of the warehouse the ,eating was taking place. We got there in 20 minutes flat vastly getting out of the car. Once we entered the warehouse it was a swarm of madness. Different voices of the Mexican and Italian mafia all trying voicing their opinions. But now wasn't the time for that. We needed to form a plan to get the Romans back and their yelling wasn't going to get us anywhere.
"QUIET." My fathers loud voice boomed. Instantly chatter stopped and heads bowed at the sound of my fathers voice.
"I know we are all in panic about recent news but we do not have time to lose. And that is what we are doing right now yelling at each other rather than finding the Roman family and the fuckers that took them." My father boomed to the crowd. Murmurs of different agreements were heard around the crowd.
"Now, I need the ones who found them to come meet with me in my office. I want the Mexican hackers looking into the crash as well. Check everything cameras, trackers, even gas receipts that might be connected. I want the Italian ones to look into the house and car that Angelo took. Find anything that is out of the ordinary I don't care if it is simply the GPS system they took to get to the restaurant. I want all of it within the next hour."
Some of the men and women dispersed out of the warehouse following his orders. My father then turned to my eldest brother giving him a nod. Diego stepped forward beside Dad before barking out orders in a cold voice. "I want half of the warriors from each Mafia with me. We are going to go back to the crash sight see if any thing is there. The other half will go with Miguel and start checking nearby abandoned places. It is likely whoever did this had been studying the Romans or knew them in some way. But depending on how the crash happened this might've been rushed meaning they won't have a real established place. Look for old factories or warehouses within a 20 mile radius." He said. They took in my brothers words before starting to gear up for what was to come.
