Frank Iero, the mafia boss, only knew one method: his own. Frank was both respected and feared because of his violent nature and was widely recognized as a sadist.
Then, Gerard Way entered Frank's life by chance, with fate leading Frank to win the a...
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Frank burst into the hotel room and he grabbed his phone and dialed his underboss in France, his hands trembling.
"Get all of my men on the beach now!" he shouted into the phone. "I need them to search for Gerard and find out who the hell took him!"
There was a moment of tense silence as Frank listened to the response on the other end of the line. "I don't care what it takes," he continued. "Find him and bring him back to me, understand?"
Frank paced the room, his face was red in anger. He couldn't bear the thought of Gerard being in danger, and the uncertainty of not knowing where he was drove him mad with worry.
After what felt like an eternity, Frank finally hung up the phone, his chest heaving with exertion and he collapsed onto the bed, his mind consumed by thoughts of Gerard and the desperate need to bring him back safely.
Few moments later, Frank quickly dialed Ronnie's number. "Ronnie, I need you to come to France," he said as soon as Ronnie answered the call. "And bring Ray with you."
There was a pause on the other end of the line before Ronnie responded. "Frank, what's going on?" he asked. "I can't explain right now, but I need your help," Frank replied. "Gerard's in trouble, and I need you and Ray here as soon as possible." Ronnie didn't hesitate. "We're on our way," he said firmly before ending the call.
Hours later, there was a knock at the door, and Frank rushed to answer it and Ronnie and Ray stood in the hallway. "Frank, what's going on?" Ronnie asked as they entered the room and Frank quickly briefed them on the situation, explaining how Gerard had disappeared from the beach and his frantic efforts to find him.
Ray furrowed his brow, his mind already working through the details. "Did anyone come or call asking for money?" he asked and Frank shook his head. "No, nobody has contacted me demanding money," he confirmed and realization dawning on him. "But that means..."
Ray nodded. "It's someone close to Gerard," he concluded. "They wouldn't ask for ransom from you. If it was one of your enemies, they would have either let you know they had him or demanded money."
Frank's heart sank at the realization. "So, someone close to him..." he trailed off and Ronnie placed a comforting hand on Frank's shoulder. "We'll find him, Frank," he reassured him. "We'll do whatever it takes to bring Gerard back home safe."
Ronnie wasted no time and dialed Mikey's number, his fingers tapping anxiously as he waited for Mikey to pick up.
"Mikey, it's Ronnie," he said as soon as Mikey answered the call. "We need your help. Do you know of any blonde men that Gerard was close to?"
Mikey's voice came through the phone. "I wish I could help, Ronnie, but Gerard didn't have a lot of friends," he admitted. "And I don't know of any blonde men he was close to."
