Prologue: Scotch and Ropes

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Lukah

Lucianna

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Lucianna

"You knew my father corretta?"

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"You knew my father corretta?"

"Yes. He was great man. I'm sorry for your loss," Surprisingly he didn't flinch or blink, he just continued to stare at me with his cold icy blue eyes.

"Do you know why I called you here?"

"I have an idea," I replied trying to mask the nervousness I was currently feeling in the pit of my stomach. I crossed my legs, causing my right stiletto to click on the floor loudly.

"To my knowledge your father passed away a couple of months ago?" A large lump appeared in my throat, my eyes watered and all the color drained from my face. "Y-yes" I replied trying my best to not make my voice crack.

"So you now own his gang?"

"Nothing is finalized yet, but yes I'm in control of the gang," I replied with the little confidence I could muster. He cocked his left eyebrow higher than the right.

"Then I guess you are the right person to discuss this with," my attention redirect to the vanilla folder he placed on the table and gestured for me to open it. As soon as I picked it up, I realized the red seal on it. This must be an issue concerning his gang.

"What are we discussing?" I asked keeping my gaze on the folder. When he didn't answer, I opened the folder and I was greeted by multiple papers stacked on top of each other. Most, with red circles outlining numbers. One of the papers was particularly longer than the others. I reached for the longer paper, pulled it out, closed the vanilla folder then slid it back to him.

Bank statement
2307756557

Date Description Withdrawals
7/11 Ala rossa 1,000,000

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