chapter 12: Finding Carter

Renzo's POV. 

Oh yes, the full meaning of GODA is; GIVE OR DIE AFTERWARDS. As funny as that might appear. This also sounded strange to me the first time I heard of it, so I had to ask my father what all that meant. GODA is a mafia organization aimed at protecting the largest companies and bigger businesses in town. We render you our protection against unjust humans and in the end, you will have to pay us, nothing less than a hundred billion and if you fail to do that, your business will be taken away from you and they will be absolutely nothing you will do about it and if you try to bring law enforcement, then your name will be death. So that's why it is stated 'give or die afterward '. And the other part of the organization was aimed at smuggling arms illegally into the country and selling them to other criminal groups. 

 We have a lot of business centers around town, including companies, and hotels. Just our business partners and other rivals know that GODA is a criminal organization. To the outside world, it's just normal as other businesses out there.

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"Having you been standing out there for too long, come on get inside". Marco said, bringing me out of my thoughts. "Yea Renzo, let's get inside I'm famished ". Enzo added. I nodded as I stuck my phone in the pocket of my jeans and helped push his wheelchair inside the house.

 We had a lot of staircases here in the villa and with Enzo's condition, I had to let him stay on the first floor as it would be easy for him to walk around and not be bordered by climbing a series of staircases though that was going to be impossible. 

 "And why haven't you eaten yet?". I asked him as we pushed by the door. "I couldn't eat knowing that you were out there empty stomach so I was waiting for you all to come and let's eat together as usual".

How considerate of him. "But you shouldn't stay hungry all day because you want us to eat together". He has that habit of staying hungry all day because he wants me to eat with him.

"You're here already so we should just eat".

I didn't argue anymore. He was the talkative one and I couldn't stand a chance with him.

I will go clean myself up now.

"I will take it from her boss". Emilio my Male cook, came over and grabbed the wheelchair and I let him. I ruffled Enzo's thick and brown hair which fell down his face, unlike his mine which was ash brown, a mixture of black and gray and it was shoulder-length. At times I usually tie it into a pon, before going out for missions. 

"Uhmm, boss, I didn't know what I could make for you today since you had vegetables the previous day and you're quite choosy when it comes to food. So I was wondering if you could tell me something else, let me make it real fast ".

Emilio said, stopping me in my tracks and I turned to look at him. " Don't worry about it. I will eat what everyone else is having". I watched him let out a gash. Well, that was unlike me. I eat vegetables since they are my favorite class of food and contain a lot of useful vitamins which are helpful for the body. When it comes to any other food, I was quite picky. And for today, I will eat anything else. I didn't have that much time to think about what to eat as I had a lot of missions to think about and Carter was one of them. We had a deal, in which he had to Send me firearms since I was already running out of mine and some of them were outdated. I paid him a whopping sum of 50000 dollars about two weeks ago and he hasn't said anything yet. He was inviting my wrath.

"Ok boss. I will set dinner then". Emilio replied, placing Enzo in his usual position at the table before turning his bald head and entering the kitchen. You must be probably wondering why I picked a Male cook and someone older enough to be my father. To me, men are easy to work with and not as complex as women. Especially when it comes to cooking. And I wouldn't want a woman to come into my kitchen and spice up my food with charm, even though I have two of them working as my cleaners; exactly what they need to do. I have had a few of them in the past, but they tried seducing my men and one of them had the guts to try to strip my brother naked in his condition. I know he has these looks that would make women crawl and make them lose their senses, but that was too much of a thing for her to do. And do you know what I did to them? I tied them up in my torture room and chopped their body parts one after the other and packed them up in a park and fed their bodies to the vultures in the woods. 

Women are not creatures to joke around with.

 Emilio, however, is someone that understands the numbs of my house and does his job perfectly even though he is in his early fifties. 

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"You all should go to bed, Marco, Alessandro or Alessio, and Nicco. You three should stay back, we have some business to discuss to talk about ". I dismissed them as we were done with dinner. Enzo was reluctant to go, but I had to urge him to go. "When I'm done with the meeting, I will join you in bed". I said, patting his shoulders before Alonso wheeled him out of the dinner table. I hired Alonso to take care of him whenever I was not around. And he took quite good care of him. When everyone was gone, I took the rest into my study.

"So what is pressing?" Alessandro was the first to ask, immediately we stepped inside. I sat on the chair in front of my table. Marco was leaning against the bookshelf with his hand caressing the few beards under his chin, he so much liked doing that. And that's one aspect of him. Alessandro was leaning against the door frame, with both hands in his jeans, and Nicco, sitting on the chair opposite me, waiting to hear what I was about to say with his scanty brown hair. I know this meeting will not go to an end, without him bringing up some silly jokes to the table.

 "Did you bring us here to admire how beautiful your study is?" Marco arched a brow towards me as he adjusted himself against the shelf. "Well, maybe to talk about the beautiful damsel he saved back during the train accident". Nicco said as he pushed the chair he was sitting on behind and leaned comfortably on it like he didn't say a thing. 

"You know, I wonder why you didn't kill that girl back there because as a man of honor that you're and who doesn't like disrespect, you wouldn't hesitate to kill her". Nicco kept on rambling. "Am I missing out on something?".

Alessandro blurted out as he stared blankly at Nicco. "Nothing you should worry about, bingo". Marco told him, flipping through the pages of a book he removed from the shelf.

 If you all can shut up now, then it would be better for every one of us". I hit my hand on the table, taking their attention towards me.

 "As we all know, Carter hasn't sent the weapons I paid him for and it's been two weeks. Alessandro and Nicco, you two would visit him tomorrow. If he tries anything stupid, you can call some other members undercover in the city to come help and if he still insists on not cooperating, contact me. I will be in the office to put some things in order". The room was dead silent as I told them. "So, why am I left out?". Marco pouted looking at me. "Because you will need to stay here and watch the surrounding ". 

"But this place is well guarded. Why am I always tortured like this? I like to visit the city so that I can get some beautiful ladies for myself and not stay on this island all day". He cried out. "You can fuck the cleaners if you so wish". Alessandro laughed out loud. "That's right and they would probably clean you up first before going down there". Nicco said, pointing down at Marco's trousers.

 "Enough talking. Return to your rooms now". I caught them off. If not, I would end up not saying anything, but to listen to their stupid talks. "Fine, but you all need to tell me what happened in Alabama and the girl you are talking about. That's some news, not to miss up on ''. Alessandro said, before opening the door in front of him.

The girl, what girl were they all lamenting about?.