Kudos of Mafia

'VI'

Meanwhile, in the far east corner of the town in a cave thousands of feet long, hundreds of rebel forces were busy crafting and molding the needy arms and ammunition. A lot was going inside the cave, being prepared for the quantum of the terror that was to befall upon the innocent lives.

Elaborating the fittings and structure within the cave, it was not less than an antique palace of the 18th century. With the hanging holes on the upper ceiling of the cave, the air was trying it's best to circulate the odor of the gunpowder out of the cave. The hanging lamps were lit on discrete places to light up the cave entirely. It seemed as if it wasn't a sort of luxury people dream to work in but every rebel had the ardent cause that would inspire them to fall for their work without any sign of resentment. Though the workplace seemed messy the rate of progress they were marching ahead was appealing enough to expel the idea of the chaotic workplace.

"How you all doing?" a daunting voice was acknowledged from the upper balcony like the structure of the cave.

"We are running quite efficient and if to carry on at the same pace we would finish it in a few days, less than a week.", the chief of the rebel workforce, Antonio claimed with a sense of achievement from down the workplace.

After moving ahead from the balcony into the inner part there was a spacious room where three people were accompanying each other in an agitated voice. Stefano as sitting in his lavish thorny chair he claimed to be, while Mancuso and Saverina were residing in the other two chairs lying around the thorny chair which was not comfy as of Stefano but they had bigger plans to discuss than to argue on mere comfort regarding chairs.

"We are almost good to go within less than a week.", a stiff voice entered in the hall resulting in a moment of silence, "As Antonio claims."

"I am certain that we won't lag behind to initiate our plans on the right day as suggested by Marcus." , Mancuso replied penetrating the silence in the hall.

"We will. We will seek our revenge and snatch the justice for my father from the one who stole it and make them pay each penny my father lost.", said Stefano liting up his cigarette and picking the strawberry from the bowl.

"Yes! Stefano. The patience of years and years is finally to be end and a new chapter to begin for Red Mafia. We have established the terror among the people of Sicily for years now and it's now the time to show them what our revenge will taste like." replied Marcus moving his way to the chair beside Saverina.

"What's wrong with you Saverina? Why do you seem gloomy all of sudden? Is there anything troubling you or is it that your cause for revenge lasts no more?" , Stefano spoke in a ferocious tone crossing the arms tightly.

"How can I even lose track of the cause for my revenge?", continued Saverina, "They burnt my family to ashes and this heart still demands a quest to do same to them."

"The rage in your voice and those flaming eyes are same as the first day you met us running for life and revenge.", replied Stefano, "But by the way, where did you get these strawberries, they are never like those I used to have which tasted like a rotten egg."

"I am not aware of that. Maybe the seller changed its supplier for strawberry.", replied Saverina crossing her legs simultaneously.

Stefano gave a goofy look and continued his quest to explore the taste of strawberry.

"My ears have come to know that the detectives in town are searching for the woman with the red scarf.", continued Marcus in a suspicious voice with an uncertain gaze towards Saverina, " And there has been series of a gunshot fired in the town too as reported by the spies. What does it all hint to?"

"If you are pointing your fingers towards me then I shall make you clear that I have been serving our cause for years now.

I have been purchasing strawberry and other essentials for my entire life. And now some detectives follow me. If they were that smart they would have traced my way back. How come now? Plus I am allergic to red color then why would I wear a red scarf?, and the about the gunshot, I even don't carry a gun.", a furious reply was thrown at Marcus that echoed throughout the cave.

"Can we calm down for a moment?", Stefano raged in anger, "We cannot move back from here. We have waited long enough. We don't have time for these tantrums of you two."

"I agree with Stefano.", said Mancuso in pacified voice, "We don't know who was that woman or who fired the gunshot. We have bigger issues to be dealt with and if anything under any circumstances arises, we Red Mafia will end the given circumstances which obstruct our vision."

Everyone in the hall nodded their head in agreement.