The Three Lanes

Chapter Twelve

Nathaniel felt a bit bad for what he said, turned to check the bar counter and saw she wasn't there, he got up and asked the men who were lurking there in some good Italian about Isabella and they pointed at the ladies room, he took a deep breath and walked in there and found her applying makeup to cover any signs that she was crying but he knew, he always knew her inside and outside.

"Come have dinner with me while we talk" he asked politely and she nodded her head, he offered his hand to her and she took it and walked out of the toilet together to the surprise of everyone there. He pulled the chair and she sat and called to the waiter to come take their order, she blushed a little and then asked him, "Will you ever forgive me for what I did?"

"Forgiving you is easy, but forgetting is where the trouble is, I see you and immediately your betrayal comes back into my head and I imagine the moment you removed your clothes for him, something you only did for me exclusively" He had a look of disgust on his face.

"I may have learnt a valuable lesson but I didn't expect it from you considering I gave you everything and I treated you more than anyone did or could have, anyway I don't want to talk about this so let's have dinner and you will be gone sooner rather than later."

The waiter came with the menus and lit some candles up, took their order and left to arrange their fine meal, she blew the candles off the moment he left and a smile formed on his face. "I regret it all, I surely do and I just did it once with him but I still love you and I know you have moved on but I just knew I had to come see you so that you let it all out, so please treat me better the next time we meet each other."

Before he replied the waiter came with the vintage bottle of wine and pasta for the lady and some soup and French bread for him and they chatted away until midnight when they had finished their sweet dessert.

"I think it's time for you to go" he said smoothly and she asked, "You know how I got to know you are in the city? I tracked your passport with the alias I knew about and I know someone will be shot dead tomorrow or this week, I just hope it's not me." This made him laugh loud, "If you were my target, I would have taken you out in your nice airport office as soon as I landed."

She stood up and he did just like the impeccable gentleman and she kissed him on the cheek and asked, "Considering it's a clean slate between us, you sure you don't want to make me my back sweat on your sheets?" he shaked his head instantly and told her, "I'd love to have you in my sheets considering I hate sleeping alone but my body is physically and emotionally connected to another and I don't want to keep you as a side chick plus the distance is too much, bearing in mind I haven't worked in Venice for almost two years."

"You are the most exceptional human being I know, you are the only man who gets me to be speechless and lose control, anyway please don't get into trouble, call me when you are back in Italy." She bid him adieu and got into her transport as he headed for some nap time.

Isabella and Nate were an item for almost three years when he was training in Venice with the general, they had so many beloved moments together and she did the mistake of drunk sleeping with her boss one time at some party and Nate witnessed half of the action when he had come to surprise her.

The next day, he shot the boss at a range of four kilometres and gave him a scar for life; she got the bosses job because he had to move to another country fearing for his life and Nate left too, she knew she had to lose some to gain some, but she may have gained a dream but lost the love of her life.

The next morning, the moment the sun was rising he had already sited himself on the roof and had his target on sight, he controlled his breathing and heart beat tempo to a certain rate and the instant the target got off the bed, Atticus pulled the trigger for a perfect head shot doing so in between his heart beats; this was the situation where the Camerlengo of the Holy Roman Church left the world to the hereafter.

Atticus left via his strategic exits one that included oxygen tanks and some swimming up to the hotel and packed up his belongings, he never cared about the screams or the drama that follows after his kill shot, he called the general to confirm mission completed and headed to the airport for his next mission before they get closed down. Sometime later he landed in Switzerland and checked into an exclusive hotel, received mission parameters via email and called Gabriel using the other cellphone.

Gabriel picked up as planned then arranged a video chat for him as he had gone to check on Caitlin at the hospital, she was doing well but still in a coma and the doctors were positive about her recovery. This had him in good spirits as he headed out to enjoy the cold ambience, got some fine chocolates in his system and went for a swim at the hotel pool.

The pool was warm to conceal the cold weather for the guests, he called Caleb to inquire about his mission on the compound and figured out something was amiss considering both him and the general were offline, He had his three course dinner meal and got ready.

The same night he shot the Head of the World Bank in the neck and left him to bleed out and die after being rushed to the hospital which gave him more time to move out. The hotel was evacuated and the guests moved to another hotel, he used his other alias to get on a plane to Egypt where he was to stay for a week until everything had cooled down.

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Meanwhile at the Mauritius airport, Adrianna had arrived with her private plane and met with her people to finalize the house deal they had concluded a while back. She received the keys, shook hands and was chauffeured to one of the high-class neighborhoods and there standing so perfect surrounded by elite gardens was the mansion she always desired.

The security company arrived an hour or two later to install new security protocols and assigned some guards at the compound to guard day and night. The next day she saw the news that the camerlengo and the World Bank boss had been shot dead and she knew that this was a plot to lower the rate of the euro currency and the rise of the dollar over it.

The matriarch of the Harrison family took three guards who had good driving skills to the yard where she received the cargo she was expecting, inside were three top of the range vehicles; Range Rover Sport, a Bugatti Veyron and a Maybach Mercedes she enjoyed riding in and they were all parked at the house.

Adrianna put on her Apple MacBook Pro and connected to the house Wi-Fi and checked all news outlets on broadcasts about home where his first son had retaliated the attack their agency had suffered, his second son assassinated two important people in the continent of Europe and wished she knew this was about to happen as she could have invested in the dollar.

For her it wasn't about being greedy, she had plenty money; she just loved a risky investment of which would bear some fruits after. When she was done with the news, she skyped her last born and showed him around the place which he instantly fell in love with.

Three days later, she arranged jobs for them so that they don't suffer from boredom when they decide to move and then organized with her pilot to leave the continent of Africa not knowing her son was arranging another kill during the weekend.

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