Mafia's Revenge (Editing)

𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇3~ part c

After meeting with his brother, he met with important woman, Miss Ronald, who was going to help him put together his plan.

“You want me to pull out shares from DeLuca International? You must be fucking nuts pretty boy. What about the millions I make from that company?" the proprietor of globally recognized oil and petrol company, Miss. Ronald spat getting up on her feet. "I came here for a real business deal, but it turns out it's a siblings rivalry thing. I forgive you this once for wasting my time. Next time I won't be this generous.” She and her people headed for door.

"I heard about the incident from three years ago caused by your company. It resulted in an explosion of a building, leading to the deaths of over 200 people. We both know what really happened." Alexander verbalized.

Miss Ronald slowly turned with a hard face: "Are you trying to blackmail me?" She thereafter laughed humourlessly. “Who do you think you’re?” 

“Sit down sweetheart. I have more for you." He pointed at the sit she was sitting on previously with a cheeky smile.

“You don’t know who you’re provoking. I have played against parasites like you before. If you think you can milk my hard-earned money because of what you think you know. A dead man knows nothing.”

Alexander shrugged of the threat: “You run a billion dollars company, yet you spend so little on your projects. Twenty of the gas stations owned by you around the world randomly exploded or collapsed due to lack of finding when building those gas stations, resulting in the deaths of 95 people plus those who got injured I heard some of them are disable. Furthermore, didn’t you start your company with a fraud money that the government is still looking for? W-”

The irate CEO cut him off having heard enough: “Where are you getting this bullshit you are speaking?”

Seeing how shaken up he has made her Alexander smirked: “Damn I have been locked up too long that I didn’t know the word ‘facts’ was upgrade to ‘bullshit’ thank you for the lesson.” He said sarcastically. He shushed Miss Ronald when she saw her opening her mouth by raising his index finger to his lips. “Now sit down and listen to what I want from you.” He instructed, the playful voice and calm expression was replaced by emotionless face and dead voice…

After listening Alexander voicing his commands Miss Ronald sighed, defeated: “schedule a meeting with Alessandro DeLuca.” She said to her secretary, Phony.

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“Andrew Marcel, he was a gang leader in 2015 he was arrested for smuggling drugs and money laundry along his gangmates within a week of his arrest he owned the prison. When Alexander came a year late, they clashed a lot, but Alexander backed off. Yesterday morning Leonard, Andrew’s father visited him for the first time in the past twenty years, and eight hours later, the power went out. The entire prison went black for about 30 minutes. When lights came back on, Andrew was dead along his crew, and Alexander was messing with lot of people trying to escape we didn’t realize he was messing until this morning. The time you called me I was sitting with my superiors because Alexander’s arrest document mysteriously went missing from the system. Even if we can bring the judge who sentenced Alexander, people who were presented in court we can’t bring him back in prison without having to restart investigating the charges he was arrested for… What I’m trying to say is Alexander is a free man without the documents.” Informed the minister of police, Henery.

Alessandro snorted: “You expect me to sign a 60k check for incomplete information.”

“This isn’t incomplete information. This is the only information there to be found. What happened last night was a clean scheme. All footages of last night were lost when the power went out, and the backup didn’t kick in. Over the years, keeping an eye on Alexander, he never clashed with anyone in fact he was a loner who never fought back. If I saw that he was on a move I would’ve reported to you, but I didn’t see anything coming. I asked cops, and some of the prisoners but they all say they don’t have eyes or ears.”