The funeral was grim. Jacob had spent more than half his life on the streets which was why except for the mob and Harry's own family, he did not have any living relatives.
Jacob had gone to check for Vladimir in the place he was apparently staying but found nothing. He then proceeded to casually check up on Veronica's estates and while he was returning the car blew up leaving nothing but debris and a burnt body to grim to recognise.
After the acknowledgement of the news, Troye was devastated. He wasn't eating or talking to anybody. The tragedy inflicted upon him was unfathomable and keeping the boy safe and sound was all they could do.
Additionally, Vladimir was nowhere to be found. They had tried everywhere and searched the most probable and improbable places especially after Jacob's death but no trace of the man was found clearly showcasing who the culprit was.
After returning back to their house, Harry gave out a few orders to Chad and then ordered Reus, "Get the car, ready."
Moving out of the bedroom, Louis approached him and intervened, "Harry! Where are you going?"
"I'm going to put a gun on her head then she'll spit the fucking truth out." He snapped.
"Harry think rationally, this is a bad idea," Louis advised walking alongside him, attempting to drill some sense into him, "Look her fucking son took my underboss' life and I am not allowing her to fuck any other person in my family!"
Louis knew there was an extent to which Harry could control himself and his anger was justified here. Jacob was family. And the hurting family had vehement consequences so he did what he was supposed to do, sat beside him in the car as they drove to Aunt Veronica's place.
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As they entered Veronica's house, he noticed that his cousin Sara seated at the indoor pool.
"Harry! What a surprise!" She said smiling at him.
"Where is Aunt Veronica?"
"Why? What happened?"
"Where is she?"
"Garden," she answered, "what happened?"
Walking towards the garden, Harry's pace increased to reach the said destination where he saw her drinking tea. On noticing Harry and she gave out a smile. "Harry! What a pleasant surprise. How are-," before she completed her sentence, he placed a gun on her head. This action of the mobster prompted the guards around her removed their guns.
"Harry! What're you doing!?" Sara screamed from behind. He looked at her, "Where is that bastard son of yours?!"
"So he did tell you?" Veronica smiled despite the tense situation.
Louis was taken back by her calm reaction, "We figured it out."
"You did? I expected that he did mention you are incredibly intelligent," she continued to talk with her relaxed demeanour, "he often told that he would tell you after the wedding."
"What are you playing at!?" Louis questioned
"Wait," Sara intervened, "Who are you guys talking about?"
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Criminal || Larry Stylinson Mob AU
Fanfic"So all of this is my fault?" He scowled back. "Harry, he is fragile. He can't bear up with your anger or try to break past your stone cold exterior if you don't let him." His father reasoned. "No, dad. I highly doubt that's what he wants from me, I...
