BOOK ONE OF THE SINS OF THE SYND SERIES:
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After the unexpected passing of Giuseppe Romano, the Italian Mafia Don, his oldest son Sebastian Romano is thrust into the leadership role of the mafia despite his desire to have nothing to do...
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Giovanni and I rushed to the airport, our minds racing with potential scenarios and enemies. The drive to the airport felt like it took forever, every second an eternity. We boarded the first flight back to Italy, leaving the glitz and glamour of Madrid behind.
As soon as we landed, we dashed straight to our Uncle Lorenzo and Aunt Carmela's house, which is just across from ours.
Where the rest of our family had gathered. The house was buzzing with worry and tension. The moment we stepped through the door, we were bombarded with questions from our relatives, but we had no answers to give them.
"Where's Aurora?" Antonio demanded, his eyes red from crying.
"We haven't found her yet sadly," I told Antonio, trying to keep my voice steady, but the tremor gave me away.
"I have people reviewing our security cameras that face onto your property," Uncle Lorenzo states.
Giovanni nods, his jaw tight, "Good. We need to know who did this and why as soon as possible."
"While you have your men reviewing the cameras I want to go up to your office and start planning." I say my voice laced in business tone.
These men maybe my family but they're also run other branches of the Mafia and trained assassins. And when it comes to family we all have to stick together. A forget a roles as business partners. No one messes with are family and lives to see another day.
"Anyone above twenty to Lorenzo's office NOW," Grandpa Marco yells. Marco is our father's father.
Giovanni, Stefano, Matteo, all uncles, cousins above twenty, granparents, all our mafia men and I head up to Lorenzo's office.
He may have all ready retired but he'll happily come out of retirement if his family is ever in trouble. In his day he was the best of the best. He was top of his game. We where the leading Mafia we where unstoppable. But when he retired he pasted the heir to his son Giuseppe, my father and that's when things started to go down hill.
The first week Giuseppe was in charge he lost 5 million dollars. Then two days later Aurora was kidnapped and wasn't found until four years later. And she probably wouldn't have been found if it wasn't for Uncle Lorenzo, uncle Rocco and Grandpa Marco.
Me and anyone over twenty make are way into the office, the room was filled with the smell of old books, leather and cigarettes and a stark contrast to the digital screens and technology that lined the walls.
Are family, all with stern serious faces, sat around the table, ready to take orders.
"Uncle Lorenzo, do we have any leads?" I asked, my voice urgent.
"We're working on it, Sebastian," he replied, his eyes glued to the monitor. "We're reviewing the footage from all of are house cameras. But whoever did this is good. They know how to avoid detection."
